Steve Hackett - Carry On Up The Vicarage | Текст песни

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Please Don't Touch
Released: May 1978
Recorded: November 1977 - February 1978
"Carry on Up the Vicarage" (Steve Hackett)
Vocals: Steve Hackett

Body was found at the vicarage quarter past nine.
People die from sudden strokes all the time.
Verdict of misadventure mending the roof.
The doctors niece, whilst tending the rosehedge.
Stung to death by a swarm of bees.

"My wife's cooking is out of this world take a bite".
Died from some rare tropical disease in the night.
Dab hand at pharmaceuticals, still no one guessed.
The village vet was drowned in the pigswill
You wonder whose turn will be next

"In the world of sinners all are condemned
My son this gun's loaded"
(A missing floorboard) then screaming from the belfry he fell.

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