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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=66034" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Miss Macbeth</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">All the children testified that miss macbeth<br>Wore a fishbone slide in her cobweb tresses<br>Her eyes were black like first foot coal, clutched as white as chalk-dust<br>Her fingers sweated india-ink and poison-pen letters<br>There is a hungry hanging tree, just below your bedroom window<br>You can hear her take a broom to beat out a tattoo on the ceiling<br>Her bloodless face ran red inside but was she<br>Really evil, was she only pantomime<br>Now the chalk on the wall says that somebody<br>Saves, that somebodys face has just been washed off the pavement<br>Into a puzzle where petrol will be poisoned by rain<br>Miss macbeth saw her reflection<br>As confetti bled its colours down the drain<br>Chorus:<br>And everyday she lives out another love song<br>Its a tearful lament of somebody done wrong<br>Well how can you miss what youve never possessed? <br>Miss macbeth<br>Well we all should have known when the children paraded<br>They portrayed her in their fairytales, sprinkling deadly nightshade<br>And as they tormented her she rose to the bait<br>Even a scapegoat must have someone to hate<br>And everyday she lives out another love song<br>Youre up there enjoying yourself, and I know its wrong<br>Well how can you miss what youve never possessed<br>Miss macbeth<br>Sometimes people are just what they appear to be<br>With no redemption at all<br>We try to walk upright when we cant even crawl<br>Miss macbeth has a gollywog she chucks under<br>The chin and she whispers to it tenderly then sticks it on a pin<br>And it might be coincidence, but a boy down<br>The lane, that she said went white as he could do, then doubled over in pain<br>Chorus</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Elvis Costello - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
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Wore a fishbone slide in her cobweb tresses
Her eyes were black like first foot coal, clutched as white as chalk-dust
Her fingers sweated india-ink and poison-pen letters
There is a hungry hanging tree,..."></div>
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