The Songs of Martin H. Olsson - Part 7 (for completeness' sake)
I can't say I think this is very good, but it's meant to be song lyrics, it's in English (of sorts) and it's written by me so I think it needs to be here, especially now that I've spent silly amounts of time looking for the damn thing. So...
So
So,
you did it your way, did ya?
The girls all loved it, did they not?
So,
no compromises, there were?
You stood tall like a grand fir
And you were grand yourself and
fuckin' great and noone liked you
and everyone admired you and you
said you didn't care and
you were oh, so cool but
oh, in retrospect it all seems quite
pathetic
and please forgive me if I ask myself
"So what?"
So,
it wasn't quite so easy?
Just like the clown who cries at night? (eh)
Oh,
you want my pity, you do?
Well in a way you have it
but can't you see I'm crying
Yes, still I can't help crying
Pretty hard to be objective
Pretty hard to be forgiving
No fun to lick a hand that's struck you
Can't really love your executioner
No, I hate you, mr. once-so-very-perfect,
you must excuse me but I think it serves you right.