Sitting at my table, having some tea Chatting with a bloke who's dead from strangling I'm a lonely man in need of company I only have to kill men to make them stay with me
You're dying to be with me Now you'll have a cup of tea with me You're dying to be with me We will have a chat and some tea You and me
I love to be with you, but you're now decomposing The bloody smell so putrid We must soon part company A fire in my backyard should work sufficiently My toilet also used to flush away dead men rotting Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
