Intro: verse 1 My wife Mary made a lovely shepherd’s pie & peas With carrots and gravy, oh and cabbage as an additional green I said that looks fantastic love and I tucked in hungrily My daughter Karen didn’t, something I wish I’d seen For soon my plate was empty, I said “Mary, is there any more?” She said “No, love, but its treacle sponge for afters” and I said “phwoar” I’d had a couple of mouthfuls, when I heard Karen declare “I can’t eat any more of this shepherd’s pie mum” Well it filled me with despair. (because if I’d known that I wouldn’t have started my sweet) Chorus But I can’t go back to savoury now That shepherd’s pie was stunning but I’m, halfway through my pudding I can’t go back to savoury now My taste buds would go crazy. And I can’t go back to savoury now (‘cause you can’t can you?) verse 2 My tummy was in turmoil, I was panicked and confused And as Karen’s dinner grew colder, so did my sweet For my pleasure in that treacle sponge was now massively reduced By the sight of fluffy potato, and glistening meat Take this plate from me Oh Lord, before I go insane Should I press on with me afters, or go back to my main? Chorus Oh I can’t go back to savoury now That shepherd’s pie was stunning but I’m, halfway through my pudding I can’t go back to savoury now Oh no My taste buds would go crazy. And I can’t go back to savoury now MIDDLE I can’t go back, I won’t go back I’d love to go back but I mustn’t do that I can’t go back, I won’t go back Obviously I’d love to go back, but I mustn’t do that ... Oh verse 3 At that moment I heard a sound, a scrape of knife on plate As I watched Karen’s dinner go in the dog’s dish My appetite now gone, my pudding suffered the same fate I can only assume this appalling outcome was God’s wish Chorus ‘Cause I can’t go back to savoury... I can’t go back to savoury now That shepherd’s pie was stunning but I’m, halfway through my pudding I can’t go back to savoury now My taste buds would go crazy. And I can’t go back to savoury now REPRISE I can’t go back to savoury now