six feet under

D. Pritchard

My fragile mind

Played tricks on me

Lead my heart to believe

She was my bride to be

Rumours came and crept into my ears

I took her out to the countryside

In my rusted Cavalier

And I put her six feet under

She’s in the Dandenong’s

I put her six feet under your honour and I’m

Feeling better that she’s gone

Does that make me a bad man?

Well I guess it does

But I still send birthday cards

To my dear old mah

And I’ll eat this prison food

Away from society

And I’ll do my best to keep

The other inmates outside of me

And I put her six feet under

She’s in the Dandenong’s

I put her six feet under your honour and I’m

Feeling better that she’s gone

When I leave this world darling

I’m going straight to hell

But they tell me the devil is a bad man too

And we’re gonna get along quite well

And we’ll drink and smoke and swear and spit into the fire

And you’ll be there all the while

Cause you’re a god damn liar

Oh no, he didn’t

And I put her six feet under

She’s in the Dandenong’s

I put her six feet under your honour and I’m

Feeling better that she’s gone