Buzzcocks Unthinkable
Oh, oh, oh, oh, it's unthinkable
Oh, oh, oh, oh, it's unthinkable
Last night I dreamed that I took your life
We cut it up together with a sharpened knife
Then next night I found a dead horse in your bed
And when I rolled over it was you instead
Oh, oh, oh, oh, it's unthinkable
Oh, oh, oh, oh, it's unthinkable
Every time you lied, you actually died
Shot in the head, in a cupboard and fried
The next day I came, I was in a frame
Hannibal the Cannibal all over again
Oh, oh, oh, oh, it's unthinkable
Oh, oh, oh, oh, it's unthinkable
And the wind blows, dreams of my rose
And the wind blows, dreams of my rose
Oh, oh, oh, oh, it's unthinkable
Oh, oh, oh, oh, it's unthinkable
Oh, oh, oh, it's unthinkable
Oh, oh, oh, it's unthinkable
Oh, oh, oh, (did you do it or did you see), it's unthinkable
Oh, oh, oh, (did you do it or did you see), it's unthinkable
Oh, oh, oh, (did you do it or did you see), it's unthinkable
Oh, oh, oh, (did you do it or did you see), it's unthinkable
