Various Artists - Garden Path To Hell |
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Garden Path To Hell
Various Artists I was once your nan, Tall and all with golden hair was where my end began Then I met a man Let him have his way with me He knew his way so well Marriage in me 'ead Led me down the garden path to Hell Was a bed in Camden town and then to me he said What I got instead Be nice to him this swell Should I send around a friend Stroll him down your garden path to Hell Life's a bed of roses, Cuddle deep in it and pray you never wake So sleep in it Come cropping up Soon the deadly poppies Fairly popping from the seeds of one mistake On my back all day Earning Satan's pay Took to drink so's not to think of who'd come next to play Gave my gent my every cent And he gave me farewell Leaving me to weed the path to Hell As will tickle you Life's a maze of hedges that prickle you They'll tear you all about Running through the maze is amusing too But confusing when you find there's no way out So I learned a trade and earned my keep with drugs and then Lost my looks by then Couldn't draw the men I bought myself a wicked shelf Where opium I sell It's such a lovely garden Here's a pipe for you, sir Price is five and two, sir Can't you see the garden, I'll take you there I know the path so well To Hell To Hell |
