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Woman In The Wall Lyrics
He was just a social drinker but social every night
He enjoyed a pint or two or three or four
She was just a silent thinker, silent every night
He’d enjoy the thought of killing her before
Well he was very rarely drunk but very rarely sober
And he didn’t think the problem was his drink
But he only knew his problem when he knocked her over
And when the rotting flesh began to stink
Cry freedom for the woman in the wall
Cry freedom for she has no voice at all
I hear her cry all day, all night
I hear her voice from deep within the wall
Made a cross from knitting needles
Made a grave from hoover bags
Especially for the woman in the wall
She’d knitted him a jumper with dominoes on
So he wore it everyday in every week
Pretended to himself that she hadn’t really gone
Pretended that he thought he heard her speak
Then at last it seemed that he was really winning
He felt that he had some sort of grip
But all of his new life was sent a-spinning
When the rotting wall began to drip.
He enjoyed a pint or two or three or four
She was just a silent thinker, silent every night
He’d enjoy the thought of killing her before
And he didn’t think the problem was his drink
But he only knew his problem when he knocked her over
And when the rotting flesh began to stink
Cry freedom for she has no voice at all
I hear her cry all day, all night
I hear her voice from deep within the wall
Made a cross from knitting needles
Made a grave from hoover bags
Especially for the woman in the wall
So he wore it everyday in every week
Pretended to himself that she hadn’t really gone
Pretended that he thought he heard her speak
He felt that he had some sort of grip
But all of his new life was sent a-spinning
When the rotting wall began to drip.
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Submitted by
ben_the_two_of_us On Apr 18, 2005
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Oh, the meaning, I suppose I should have said something about it.
It's rather sordid.
He kills his wife when he's drunk, then hides her in the wall, obv. In hoover bags, pshh, you can tell it's a retro song -who's hoover has BAGS in nowadays. It's all DYSON mate!
The meaning's a bit obvious, tbh.
But this song is facking ACE. This is the soundtrack to my life; my earliest memory is at a party with my family in our house in Yorkshire. There was a lot of lager, big hair and leggings.
ACE.
Oh, the meaning, I suppose I should have said something about it.
It's rather sordid.
He kills his wife when he's drunk, then hides her in the wall, obv. In hoover bags, pshh, you can tell it's a retro song -who's hoover has BAGS in nowadays. It's all DYSON mate!