oh, granny, I have to ask you why
you let my grand–dad catch your eye,
’cos if you told some dull white lie
I’d be unborn; I’d never die.
and I don’t want to die!!
It’s all your fault
… BAWL …
There—something really awful.
oh, granny, I have to ask you why
you let my grand–dad catch your eye,
’cos if you told some dull white lie
I’d be unborn; I’d never die.
and I don’t want to die!!
It’s all your fault
… BAWL …
There—something really awful.