Nobody laughed when they lynched and dropped him in the Thames
Nobody cried either, the body all bloated when they pulled him out
They made a harp of his bones, the harp sound so deep
It resonated all the way down to the underworld
And not even the dirty old egg-sucking dog heard a note
It was many a year ago, a kingdom by the sea
They stabbed the old wife for a week, repeatedly
She was accused of pinching holes, a benchmark exercise
They stabbed her for another week when she didn't die
They stabbed her for another week, she didn't die
Out of her holes, out of her holes, the past seeped right out of her holes
Heed yourself!
A hundred syringes plunged into her spine
But her holes were really hard to find
And when they finally hit the spine
It was hard to cover the holes, poor woman
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Nobody laughed when they lynched and dropped him in the Thames
Nobody cried either, the body all bloated when they pulled him out
They made a harp of his bones, the harp sound so deep
It resonated all the way down to the underworld
And not even the dirty old egg-sucking dog heard a note
It was many a year ago, a kingdom by the sea
They stabbed the old wife for a week, repeatedly
She was accused of pinching holes, a benchmark exercise
They stabbed her for another week when she didn't die
They stabbed her for another week, she didn't die
Out of her holes, out of her holes, the past seeped right out of her holes
Heed yourself!
A hundred syringes plunged into her spine
But her holes were really hard to find
And when they finally hit the spine
It was hard to cover the holes, poor woman
Nobody cried either, the body all bloated when they pulled him out
They made a harp of his bones, the harp sound so deep
It resonated all the way down to the underworld
And not even the dirty old egg-sucking dog heard a note
It was many a year ago, a kingdom by the sea
They stabbed the old wife for a week, repeatedly
She was accused of pinching holes, a benchmark exercise
They stabbed her for another week when she didn't die
They stabbed her for another week, she didn't die
Out of her holes, out of her holes, the past seeped right out of her holes
Heed yourself!
A hundred syringes plunged into her spine
But her holes were really hard to find
And when they finally hit the spine
It was hard to cover the holes, poor woman
Writer: Kjetil Nernes
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