Should I complain if I try in vain .... To convince her she's got no brain.... Should I complain if I marry her again .... Should I confess that her stinky corpse has no blood stain....
No one can imagine her vast wealth .... Proponents and foes are willing.... To ground her and stifle her breath.... All lament her tragic death.... Yet the fake ,tantalizing hero celebrates his glory.... Should I complain if I mourn her death.... By wearing smart clothes and eating sour grapes .... Everyone is happy to hearΒ Β the good news.... And all the dwellers around hold the same views.... Except the man who sets her loose ..,, My magic woman is an old ***** .... Siding with my rivals to dig my ditch............