Yesterday, when I was mad

‘Darling, you were wonderful, you really were quite good

I enjoyed it, though, of course, no one understood

a word of what was going on, they didn’t have a clue

They couldn’t understand your sense of humour like I do’

You’re much too kind

I smiled with murder on my mind

Yesterday, when I was mad

and quite prepared to give up everything

admitting I don’t believe

in anyone’s sincerity

and that’s what’s really got to me

‘You have a certain quality which really is unique

Expressionless, such irony, although your voice is weak

It doesn’t really matter ’cause the music is so loud

Of course it’s all on tape but no one will find out’

You hated me too

but not as much as I hated you

Yesterday, when I was mad

and quite prepared to give up everything

admitting I don’t believe

in anyone’s sincerity

and that’s what’s really got to me

Then when I was lonely

I thought again

and changed my mind

Then we posed for pictures with the competition winners

and argued about the hotel rooms and where to go for dinner

and someone said: ‘It’s fabulous you’re still around today

You’ve both made such a little go a very long way’

Yesterday, when I was mad

and quite prepared to give up everything

admitting I don’t believe

in anyone’s sincerity

and that’s what’s really got to me

Then when I was lonely

I thought again

and changed my mind

1992. Remembering the barbed and patronising remarks sometimes made to us backstage after concerts on our 1991 tour. For some reason, you always remember the criticisms not the compliments …