Ballad Of The Sulphate Strangler

are we rolling?

here we go then

and 1,2, 3

2, 2, 3

a boy was born to Jack and Marge

In 1951

and what is love, is love, is love

and what is done, is done

the baby grew in size and rage

beyond his normal years

and when there's blood on every page

the diary ends in tears

1-2-3-4

and I won't forget the 'Strangler

he's a lesson to us all

a night in shinning armor

and nearly ten feet tall

I won't forget the 'Strangler

he's the Bournemouth Buckaroo

his freinds will always weep for him

and this I tell you true

I met him up in Finchly the man from TFA

he drove a balck three-tonner containing our PA

he wore a thousand earings and a diamond on his tooth

his multi-healed provosis betrayed a stormy youth

the 'Strangler on his roller-skates was over 6 foot ten

he had a double set of documents in the names of other men

been on the road or off the road a thousand times sinse then

I only wish there'd come a chance to do it all again

and I won't forget the 'Strangler

and nor will many more

salute the Mighty 'Strangelr

hear the might 'Strangler roar

I wont' froget the 'Strangler

he's as volotile as wind

if no-one's getting loopy, then no-one's getting chinned

later in the saga, we come to chapter two

of big Pete Rush the 'Strangler, the Bournemouth buckaroo

we hit the road together, the Blockheads and thier crew

a gramma wiz, a drop of voux, a can of special brew

from Kent to San Fransico we blazed the funky trail

with occational dispersements to keep the Strangler out of jail

when we got to New York City we had to let him go

'cose the dramas going on backstage were betterthan the show

and I won't forget the 'Strangler

and this point we drift apart

he said you placed a dagger now

right in my strawberry tart

or bound for death or glory

and worth his wieght in gold

when the devil made the 'Strangler, he threw away the mold

these are the scars of the life that I lead

the veins are drink and the nose is from speed

i'm standing out hear with ?????? - (sorry everyone i've no idea)

do I get cut and do I not bleed?

each purple patch upon my face

shall rudley chart my fall from grace

I will not pass the loving cup until the patches all join up!

then Jenny came and told the news that big Pete Rush had died

and me and Baxter were so sad, it was a pity, how we cried

the mighty Sulphate Strangler was the last on of his breed

now he's got a white three-tonner and he's knocking out Godspeed

and I won't forget the Strangler

and nor will many more

salute the might Strangelr

hear the might Strangler roar

I won't forget the Strangler

he's as volotile as wind

he takes the world's incumberence

when it wasn't him who sinned

I won't forget the Strangler

I wish he hadn't died

Now he's hanging out with Lennon across the great devide

I won't forget the strangler

he's worth his wieght in gold

when the devil made the strangler he threw away the mold

and I won't forget the Strangler

and I won't forget the Strangler

and I won't forget the Strangler

and I won't forget the Strangler