as they push me through the curtains
in my lonely woven home
as the gas flames lick the hazel
will I writhe, or scream, or moan
Will I hear those outside sniffle
as they wipe away their tears
will I accept my fate in silence
after all, I've had so many years
will my childhood flash before me
will I regret the things I've said
or will they all say as they leave me
good riddance!, at last the feckers dead
in my lonely woven home
as the gas flames lick the hazel
will I writhe, or scream, or moan
Will I hear those outside sniffle
as they wipe away their tears
will I accept my fate in silence
after all, I've had so many years
will my childhood flash before me
will I regret the things I've said
or will they all say as they leave me
good riddance!, at last the feckers dead
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