I read about you in the paper
your story, so sad
and bad
with all that you’ve been through
And thank God it wasn’t me
I thought,
sitting in my chair
feet in the air,
drinking coffee, and
having a biscuit
I read about you in the paper
your story, so sad
and bad
with all that you’ve been through
And thank God it wasn’t me
I thought,
sitting in my chair
feet in the air,
drinking coffee, and
having a biscuit