Matt Berry - The Hangman's Song lyrics
[Matt Berry - The Hangman's Song lyrics]
Couldn't sleep at nights then
Woken by the faces of a thousand dead men
What kind of beast kills for pay?
I knew I'd go to Hell on Judgment Day
But why should I be so sad?
The hours are good and the money's not bad
I think of all the jobs
That I could have gone into
Sweeping up paths driving trains to Waterloo
I could have been a painter
Or the world's greatest wit
I could have been a sailor
But the hat didn't fit
(I'm the Hangman) take my hand
Come with me it's okay
You'll be free
Woken by the faces of a thousand dead men
What kind of beast kills for pay?
I knew I'd go to Hell on Judgment Day
But why should I be so sad?
The hours are good and the money's not bad
I think of all the jobs
That I could have gone into
Sweeping up paths driving trains to Waterloo
I could have been a painter
Or the world's greatest wit
I could have been a sailor
But the hat didn't fit
(I'm the Hangman) take my hand
Come with me it's okay
You'll be free
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