Lyrics: Paul McCartney. London Town. Deliver Your Children.

Well, the rain was a-failin' and the ground turned to mud
I was watching all the people running from the flood
So I starred to payin' though I ain't no prayin' man
For the Lord to come a helpin', knowing He'd understand

Deliver your children to the good good life
Give 'em peace and shelter and a fork and knife
Shine a light in the morning and a light at night
And if a thing goes wrong you'd better make it right

Well, I had a woman, she was good and clean
She'd spent all day with the washing machine
But when it come to lovin', she was never around
She was out getting dirty all over town

Deliver your children to the good good life
Give 'em peace and shelter and a fork and knife
Shine a light in the morning and a light at night
And if a thing goes wrong you'd better make it right

Well, I was low on money and my truck broke down
I was on my way to the lost and the found
So I took it to a dealer, I said make it run
Well, I ain't got no money but I got me a gun

I said you robbed me before so I'm robbing you back
And if it don't put you straight, it'll put you on the right track
Well, I ain't no devil and I ain't no saint
But I can tell a dealer by the color of his paint

Deliver your children to the good good life
Give 'em peace and shelter and a fork and knife
Shine a light in the morning and a light at night
And if a thing goes wrong you'd better make it right

Deliver your children to the good good life
Give 'em peace and shelter and a fork and knife
Shine a light in the morning and a light at night
And if a thing goes wrong you'd better make it right

If you want good eggs, you gotta feed that hen
And if you wanna hear some more, well, I'll sing it again