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Old hope, got stuck in your throat
Wound its way round your neck, and caused you to choke
That old hope, made of rope,
Held you tight as the chair legs broke
When they found you hanging in the wood
You said, "At least, now, I don't have to be kind or good,
I'll be cruel, and I'll be obscene,
Tear out my tongue, cos I've been redeemed"
When they found you hanging in the wood
You said, "At least, now, I don't have to be kind or good,
I'll be cruel, and I'll be obscene,
Tear out my tongue, cos I've been redeemed"
Save my blushes for the grave,
No shy glance, no coy restraint,
And I won't hang my head, and I won't repent,
Won't face the wall and count to ten
Five, six, seven, eight, nine... ten
Well they tore you down, and they tore out your tongue,
And they made you kneel for all the things that you done
But you wouldn't cry, and you wouldn't beg,
You just grinned, and tore out your teeth instead
And when they found you hanging in the wood
You said, "At least, now, I don't have to be kind or good,
I'll be cruel, and I'll be obscene,
Tear out my tongue, cos I've been redeemed"
Wound its way round your neck, and caused you to choke
That old hope, made of rope,
Held you tight as the chair legs broke
When they found you hanging in the wood
You said, "At least, now, I don't have to be kind or good,
I'll be cruel, and I'll be obscene,
Tear out my tongue, cos I've been redeemed"
When they found you hanging in the wood
You said, "At least, now, I don't have to be kind or good,
I'll be cruel, and I'll be obscene,
Tear out my tongue, cos I've been redeemed"
Save my blushes for the grave,
No shy glance, no coy restraint,
And I won't hang my head, and I won't repent,
Won't face the wall and count to ten
Five, six, seven, eight, nine... ten
Well they tore you down, and they tore out your tongue,
And they made you kneel for all the things that you done
But you wouldn't cry, and you wouldn't beg,
You just grinned, and tore out your teeth instead
And when they found you hanging in the wood
You said, "At least, now, I don't have to be kind or good,
I'll be cruel, and I'll be obscene,
Tear out my tongue, cos I've been redeemed"
Lyrics submitted by KatherineKissMe
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However, it's very late and I am very drunk and am an atheist, so "redeemed" makes no sense to me. Oh, and instead of bite my tongue, I'll tear out my teeth instead...
Ye Olde Hope...makes a devil of us all. Unless, you are a devout christian (or catholic/redeemer lutheren) who looks down upon the entire god-forsaken world, knocking the legs out form under my seat. Well, at least now I know. I get it! I don't have to be kind or good...not here!
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