Template:Mystery Voice

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lyrics for
Mystery Voice

He tried to change his ways but it didn't suit him
To put him out of his misery somebody shoot him
A crocodile makes good shoes and a dog may change his coat
But I can't change what's written on your face tonight and I quote

Better make up your mind while they're spoilt for choice
Waiting for the word from the mystery voice

All I hear is Al Green singing "I'm so lonesome I could cry"
But he see things I don't like Stalin's face up in the sky
He's carrying a warning, can't you see how his eyes glint
Keep your bloody hands off my life your affectionate fingerprints

Better make up your mind now you're spoilt for choice
Waiting for the word from the mystery voice
And I wish he could be the man he was before he was free

"That's all very well" she says "Is this some kind of joke?"
She makes a pistol with her fingers
And pretends to blow away the smoke
She said "Oh my darling, we've come to the end
You can change the world for me, I'll change my boyfriends
Hear me out, listen to my last shout"

Now you're spoilt for choice
Waiting for the word from the mystery voice