Sweet brother malcolm, he´s under house arrest,
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Its the talk of the town,
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who´d of thought it of him?
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Sweet cousin mary, no blood in her veins,
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She had so much, now nothing remains.
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When it all comes crashing down,
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And the press move in to town,
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Bring all floral words wrapped in sellophane.
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Sweet little tony, where´d it all go wrong ?
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He hit the wall, singing his favourite song
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When it all comes crashing down,
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And the press move in to town,
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Bring all floral words wrapped in sellophane,
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Watch them move out as fast as they came,
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Leave the broken hearted with their pain.
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Sweet brother malcolm, he´s under house arrest,
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Its the talk of the town,
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who´d of thought it of him?
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Sweet angel mary, no blood in her veins,
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Wheres this life ? madness remains
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Wheres theres life madness will reign
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Madness will reign
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Sweet Brother Malcolm
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Richard Ashcroft |