See, the debt collector’s coming
He’s come to break my fingers
So I can’t play piano no more…
See, the debt collector’s coming
He’s come to take my tongue
So I can’t sing any songs anymore
I just go ah-ha-ah-ha-ah
To the top of the pop charts
In your iPods
That’s the sound of silence,
Simon and Garfunkel

See, the Grim Reaper is coming
He’s sharpening his scythe
‘Til he can see his own reflection
See, the Grim Reaper is crying -
his business down the drain
‘Cos people do it so much quicker
(and cheaper and better…)

See – our savior second coming -
he’s such a selfish bastard
(some of us don’t get to come even once)
And you see, his fans know to avoid my house now
I’ve signed a sealed deal with Satan
To just love everybody that I can…

You see – I think the Grim Reaper should go after
That fucking debt collector
So I can sing whenever I bloody goddamn well please
And our Savior should just make love to Satan
So both can see that either
Are intolerable
Without the other…

Lyrics submitted by Violaine

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