Wicked And Cruel

(difford/tilbrook)

I had the rug pulled from under my feet

But i didn't feel a thing

I can't believe the luck i seem to have

And the joy that good luck brings

When i die i'll return as a housefly

And land upon her wall

So i can see who she'll end up with

If it's anyone at all

Did i say that

How could anyone be so wicked and cruel

I sat and listened to the radio

A landscape of moving noise

She was busy looking through the curtains

Her nose in a distant void

Then i thought i would come back as a spider

Because she hates them so much

They get sprayed down the bathroom plughole

Can i expect the same touch

Maybe not then

Because beneath it all we're wicked and cruel

Shut up, listen to the radio

I can't help feeling i've been stepped on

She likes to kick like a mule

Did i say that

How could anyone be so wicked and cruel

If i come back as her would i love me

How could anyone be so wicked and cruel

She likes to think i'm a fool

Two fools in love

How could anyone be so wicked and cruel