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