I had the rug pulled from under my feet

But I didnt feel a thing

I cant believe the luck I seem to have

And the joy that good luck brings

When I die Ill return as a housefly

And land upon her wall

So I can see who shell end up with

If its 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 were wicked and cruel



Shut up, listen to the radio



I cant help feeling Ive 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 Im a fool

Two fools in love

How could anyone be so wicked and cruel