A New Grandma

I remember a plastic mac Grandma made me wear and tied the rainmate on in spite of my protests You couldn't argue with four foot ten Of older generation wisdom Post-war utility and common-sense And I know you can't tell her And I know you can't tell him I'll be with you when it goes I'll be with you when it goes I remember your underwear Pink and wonderful that smelt like the rubber straps on our best chair Counting out in your dressing gown Eleven pills to make Your heart, your bones, your head feel like a new Grandma And I know you can't tell her And I know you can't tell him I'll be with you when it goes I'll be with you when it goes And I know you can't tell her And I know you can't tell him I'll be with you when it goes I'll be with you when it goes I'll be with you when it goes I'll be with you when it goes