Mrs D (Scolerskimbal)
Mrs Daniels, where did you go,
You'll always be my f**king hero.
Me and my pal Brett used to hang with you,
But not once did we see you do a poo.
I think you may have died for me,
And that thought makes me need a wee.
How the hell can I live without you?
I'm gonna buy your paintings off Lou.
And hang them in my home,
Hang them in my home,
Hang them in my home.
Mrs Daniels, you're an example to us all,
Your deaths like a blow to the balls.
Hannah missed you? I missed you more,
I thought you'd make a great whore.
Remember when you had your stroke?
So sorry, I thought it was a joke.
The spastic twitch as you faded away,
No offence - it looked pretty gay.
Oh, why did you die?
Why did you die?
Why did you die?
You were from Australia,
I'm stuck here in Britain.
I am a muscle man,
You are a sex kitten.
Helen, darling
Kiss me in my dreams.
Helen, darling
Kiss me in my dreams.
Mrs Daniels, can I bugger you,
Oh come on, it would be pretty cool.
Only I know how you felt,
God your corpse, it really smelt.
Those clips, as neighbours ends your day,
And all those things I forgot to say.
I'm so depressed because you died,
Sweet Jesus took you too the sky.
Thats where you belong,
Where you belong,
Where you belong.
You were from Australia,
I'm stuck here in Britain.
I am a muscle man,
You are a sex kitten.
Helen, darling
Kiss me in my dreams.
Helen, darling
Kiss me in my dreams.