Songwriter: Rupert Holmes
What reason could I have to ever want Drood dead?
Why would I want to harm a hair upon his head?
But I'm the candidate you rowdy lot have chose -
And so my motives now I fear I must disclose
After Jasper laid his nephew in the crypt, he fled!
With quarts of port, to Drood I drank a toast
When I heard him moaning, groaning, in my drunken head
I thought Drood was a ghost!
Then
He started screamin'
Just like a demon -
It was a dreadful cry!
Drunken stiff, my mind did hear it
As a different kind of spirit
So I bashed him, smashed him. .
The murderer am I!
Much thanks, goodbye!
Why would I want to harm a hair upon his head?
But I'm the candidate you rowdy lot have chose -
And so my motives now I fear I must disclose
After Jasper laid his nephew in the crypt, he fled!
With quarts of port, to Drood I drank a toast
When I heard him moaning, groaning, in my drunken head
I thought Drood was a ghost!
Then
He started screamin'
Just like a demon -
It was a dreadful cry!
Drunken stiff, my mind did hear it
As a different kind of spirit
So I bashed him, smashed him. .
The murderer am I!
Much thanks, goodbye!
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- The Mask
- Loved by the One You Love
- Blackjack
- Adventure
- The People That You Never Get to Love
- In You I Trust
- Weekend Lover
- Bagdad
- The O’Brien Girl
- Him (single edit)
- Annabella
- Special Thanks
- Cold
- Soap Opera
- Let’s Get Crazy Tonight
- Him
- Less Is More
- Drop It
- I Don’t Want to Hold Your Hand
- Perfect
- Crowd Pleaser