Текст песни Steve Harley - It Wasnt Me
Steve Harley - It Wasnt Me слова песни
It wasnt me who wrote the epitaphI only burned the old girls photographAnd threw the kitten in the fire, seeYou ask me your father hell remember meeIt was so fantastic, he burned like a matchstickYou know Im sorry for what Ive doneI wasnt me who wrote to gideonI only ate the homing pigeonAnd ordered taxis in the early hoursAnd sent a wreath of withered flowersI broke both her heels, that was quite a dealIve said Im sorry for having funChorus: now you say Im responsible for killing themI say it was God - he was willing themIt wasnt me who lit the keroseneI only polished the floor with vaselineAnd asked the doctor not to come aroundAnd hid her savings in the lost and foundIt was all electric when her cuts went septicI then apologized againIt wasnt only me who blew their brainsI certainly admit to putting chainsAround their necks so they couldnt moveBut there were others being quite crudeThat was quite a gang waiting for the bangI only take the blame for lighting the fuseChorus: now you say Im responsible for killing themI say it was God - he was willing themIt wasnt me who put your ma awayIt wasnt me who put your pa awayIt wasnt me who stole their plastic teethIt wasnt me who caused this awful griefI did it all in jest, this I must confessAnything I did was for the bestChorus: now you say Im responsible for killing themI say it was God - he was willing them