Tragedy and Farce - Momus

I longed for her when I was just 18

She was so pure to me I couldn’t even picture her nude

And when she told me she didn’t want to be my lover

I cried for hours up on Carlton Hill

While the sun set behind the unfinished monument

(Tragedy and farce)

Ten years later at my sister’s wedding

Drunk on champagne in an upstairs room

She let me take off her all her clothes

I’d had to wait so long for that first embrace

From that miserable day in '78

The first dry kiss

To this!

She invited me back to her empty place

Where the irony hit me like a slap in the face

(Tragedy and farce)

Either I was too big or she was too small

But there was no way on earth we would ever ball

Not even Vaseline and a lot of mutual pain

Could put Humpty Dumpty together again

Like a square peg forced into a round hole

This into that just wouldn’t go

Though of course

We could still kiss

History plays the first time as tragedy, the second as farce