Days Of Pushing Daisies

Mandy said I wasn't even fit to shine my shoes

Don't hold those words against her, you can blame it all on booze

That said, she was a headless bitch, on this we all agree

She brought misfortune on us but she pinned it all on me

 

On a dark and rainy street I raised a drunken yell

The bars were closed, the kebab place had nothing left to sell

I never saw it coming, I took a piss against a door

Some crazy bastard whacked my head with a five-foot two-by-four.

 

Now it's a-OK, I'm happy as a lark.

Now I'm pushing daisies, lying down here in the dark.

And it's a-OK, no more sorrow, no more strife

These days of pushing daisies they sure have been the best years of my life.

 

Mandy won a beauty pageant when she was eighteen

Her earring was a safety pin, her hair was tangerine

Bat's arse was the color of the lipstick that she wore

Flies were buzzing around her, cos she never washed her drawers

 

I gave her everything I could, as she would scream and shout:

Hold on to the things you need and things you'd do without!

When she pawned my Martin, that was the last straw

Chicks don't mix with guitars, there oughta be a law

 

Now it's a-OK, I'm happy as a lark.

Now I'm pushing daisies, lying down here in the dark.

And it's a-OK, no more sorrow, no more strife

These days of pushing daisies they sure have been the best years of my life.

 

I never was too good with words, I relied on fisticuffmanship

So she was always one-up on me when we had a row

There are many ways to hurt a man, and she wrote the book

I'm sheltered by this ton of dirt, she can't hurt me now

 

Many years have passed and I've shed a few pounds. Otherwise I'm still the same

But Mandy she got old and ugly, lost her will to live. Now once again she is my dame

 

Now it's a-OK, not a single mean remark

Now we're pushing daisies, lying down here in the dark

And It's a-OK, no more tongues as sharp as knives

These days of pushing daisies they sure must be the best years of our lives.

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