Steve Harley & Cockney Rebel - It Wasn't Me lyrics

Harley It wasn't me who wrote that epitaph I only burned the old girl's photograph And threw the kitten in the fire, see You ask your father, he'll remember me That was so fantastic, he burned like a matchstick You know I'm sorry for what I've done It wasn't me who wrote to Gideon I only hate the homing pigeon And ordered taxis in the early hours And sent a wreath of withered flowers I broke both her heels, that was quite a deal I've said I'm sorry for having fun Now you say I'm responsible for k**ing them I say it was God, He was willing them It wasn't me who lit the kerosene I only polished the floor with vaseline And asked the doctor not to come around And hid her savings in the lost and found It was all electric when her cuts went septic I then apologized again It wasn't only me who blew their brains I certainly admit to putting chains Around their necks so they couldn't move But there were others being quite crude That was quite a gang waiting for the bang I only take the blame for lighting the fuse Now you say I'm responsible for k**ing them I say it was God, He was willing them It wasn't me who put your ma away It wasn't me who put your pa away It wasn't me who stole their plastic teeth It wasn't me who caused this awful grief I did it all in jest, this I must confess Anything I did was for the best Now you say I'm responsible for k**ing them I say it was God, He was willing them, yes He was, oh