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They scooped all her ornaments into a case
In twenty-five minutes they had ransacked the place
What was a home now reverts back to space
What was a home reverts back to space

Her telly and her hi-fi were the first in the van
Routing through the drawers as fast as they can
Clothes in plaggy bags left for the binman
Clothes in plaggy bags left for the binman

Left the bed where it was ‘cause the springs were all shot
No one bothered with the sofa ‘cause it weighed such a lot
The seats were too threadbare so they left them to rot
The seats were threadbare
They left them

The teachers said I was lonely
But it was only a matter of time
Until I came out of my shell
They can tell
They see it all the time
The teachers said I was lonely
But it was only a matter of time
Until I came out of my shell
They can tell
They see it all the time

No one fancied the wardrobe, no bedroom would it fit in
Smashed it to pieces and the pieces were put in
The skip round the corner when no one was looking
Skip round the corner when no one was looking

Everybody scrambling, claiming their share
“She promised me this, do you remember? You were there”
“Careful with her pictures”
“She’s dead, she don’t care”
“Careful with her pictures...”

The teachers said I was lonely
But it was only a matter of time
Until I came out of my shell
They can tell
They see it all the time
The teachers said I was lonely
But it was only a matter of time
Until I came out of my shell
They can tell
They see it all the time

The time of her life
Holding hands through a serving hatch
The time of her life
And they chased each other round the garden at the back
The post war years in a cul-de-sac
Then he was taken away, her very best friend
The clues were there but it was hard to comprehend
The years left were easier than you might expect
Four kids and a grandson who could never connect
The years left were easier than you might suspect
Four kids and a grandson who could never

The teachers said I was lonely
But it was only a matter of time
Until I came out of my shell
They can tell
They see it all the time
The teachers said I was lonely
But it was only a matter of time
Until I came out of my shell
They can tell
They see it all the time

Pocketing jewelry when there’s no one around
Getting light-headed with the booty they’ve found
Its open season now that she’s in the ground
Open season now that she’s in the ground

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from Acting Thick for Money (volume 2), released January 25, 2013

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