Lyrics

It was Handel's opportunity, it was a gift from God He gave hope to Julie's parents to compensate the loss Money was no object, looking for the perfect cross A thoroughbred with pedigree, good teeth and winning form At the clinic you can pick and choose from every race and creed You can have yourself an athlete or even Mister Deeds But you won't find gays and lesbians in the emporiums seeds Only perfect boys and girls in suburban garden dreams I've seen it on TV, safe as milk and honeypie Who am I to disagree? He's been tampering with nature, taking sciеnce a step too far Making money out of misеry, playing God at the auction stall He's the father of invention, the alter-ego made flesh He's clinically efficient, there's no dust on his shelf It's a marvellous opportunity for a young man out of school Besotted by the market place and all its golden rules It's a billion dollar industry - despair then a little hope But making babies used to be what we did behind closed doors I've seen it on TV, safe as milk and honeypie Who am I to disagree? (I'm going back to where I came from) I've seen it on TV, safe as milk and honeypie Who am I to disagree? Who am I? '