Dusk at the drop off, Mt Wombat, Strathbogie Tableland, Victoria.
I was loitering on the corner after friends had dropped me there I didn’t go nowhere because I was scared I felt it coming a fright and a fear as if it was my last year
and when it finally fell upon me the anticipated dread I wished I had stayed at home in my warm and cosy bed the devil in his black coat to me he came and said I’m gonna frame you
I looked around but I couldn’t see anything of a crime I waited there longer I waited some extra time there was nothing to give me a clue no flashing sign that my whole world was a turning
when she pulled up in her long bright shiny yellow hearse I avoided her stare as if it was a curse but eventually she prevailed with a promise to reimburse me for my trouble
we drove to the mountain right to the very top when we got there she made the hearse come to a stop right at the edge by a long steep drop I exclaimed I was scared of heights
she got out of the car came round and opened my door I didn’t see her coming cos I was looking at the floor she pulled me out with the strength of two or three or four and dumped me on the dirt by the barriers
I struggled as she prepared to throw me into the abyss but then she bent to give me my first Judas kiss I knew what was coming so I ducked and she missed I pushed her in the chest and she swayed backwards
little did I know that she would unbalance then I watched her teetering on the edge until when she fell to her death just as god sent me a message
he said to get out of there because things weren't looking pretty I didn’t need no message I as tore across the city my mind was in turmoil full of self pity I found a little hideaway a little dirty a little gritty and laid low until things blew over
ever since that day I’ve been creeping around the town all nervous and alone again I’ve been going round worried the cops would do me over and when I would be found but my life became fortunate and stable
the lord moves in mysterious ways around my little hangout but in my mind there really is no skerrick of a doubt he saved me twice from death and the devil without my ever understanding anyways how or about I ever got to be in so much trouble
It has been too long without you There has been too much time Worlds lie between us As I pay for my crime
My cell is my world of four hard walls
Spartan and bare
My memory is my cell forever I keep seeing you there
As each long long day passes .....
My sentence every minute
Gives way to darkness My loss lies within it
When I look through my barred window I expect in some light To see you running towards me Again my mind at flight
I pace I groan squat in the corners
Of this tiny space
Close and open my eyes And still see your face
I see you on the day as lovers we were wed I see you in the night on the matrimonial bed I see us on every outing all the things we did I see us laughing and loving as besotted kids I see your auburn fringe and wavy locks I see your long legs above bobby socks I see your bright blue eyes black long lashes I see your olive skin the smile that flashes I feel you in my arms in the softest embrace I remember all your charms I feel my disgrace
Where is your world now my love And is he there with you No I am not proud my love If I could bring you back I’d kiss you
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