THESE GHOULISH THINGS

(Tune: "These Foolish Things")

A coffin lid that bears a penknife's traces,
A file of newspapers with murder cases,
The way that Dettol stings,
These ghoulish things
Remind me of you...

A Guy Fawkes bonfire with the children screaming,
A surgeon's instruments on napkins gleaming,
The song high voltage sings,
These ghoulish things
Remind me of you...

You dug, you cut, you plied your art,
You took such care with every part
But in the process you broke my heart;

Long winter evenings when the firelight flickers,
The way they're persecuting poor Bill Stickers,
What's left of Egypt's kings,
These ghoulish things
Remind me of you...

The Quasimodo of the great Lon Chaney,
Some of the darker tales of Lord Dunsany,
The flap of leathern wings,
These ghoulish things
Remind me of you...

You stitched me up, I've got to say,
You gave me all I have today
But there was something you stole away;

The distant rumble of approaching thunder,
The howl of football crowds at England's blunder,
Oh how the ghost of you clings...
(Spoken)Get off!
These ghoulish things
Remind me of you.