It Wasnt Me — текст песни (Steve Harley)

It wasnt me who wrote the epitaph

I only burned the old girls photograph

And threw the kitten in the fire, see

You ask me your father hell remember mee

It was so fantastic, he burned like a matchstick

You know Im sorry for what Ive done



I wasnt me who wrote to gideon

I only ate the homing pigeon

And ordered taxis in the early hours

And sent a wreath of withered flowers

I broke both her heels, that was quite a deal

Ive said Im sorry for having fun



Chorus: now you say Im responsible for killing them

I say it was God - he was willing them



It wasnt me who lit the kerosene

I only polished the floor with vaseline

And asked the doctor not to come around

And hid her savings in the lost and found

It was all electric when her cuts went septic

I then apologized again



It wasnt only me who blew their brains

I certainly admit to putting chains

Around their necks so they couldnt move

But there were others being quite crude

That was quite a gang waiting for the bang

I only take the blame for lighting the fuse



Chorus: now you say Im responsible for killing them

I say it was God - he was willing them



It wasnt me who put your ma away

It wasnt me who put your pa away

It wasnt me who stole their plastic teeth

It wasnt me who caused this awful grief

I did it all in jest, this I must confess

Anything I did was for the best



Chorus: now you say Im responsible for killing them

I say it was God - he was willing them