[Puffer]
I was once your nan
Then I met a man
Tall and all with golden hair
That's where my end began
I let him have his way with me
He knew his way so well
Led me down the garden path to Hell
Marriage in me head
What I got instead
Was a bed in Camden Town, and then
To me he said:
"Should I send around a friend
Be nice to him this swell
Stroll him down your garden path to Hell
Make your bed of roses, and sleep in it
Cuddle deep in it and pray you never wake
Soon the deadly poppies come cropping up
Fairly popping from the seeds of one mistake
On my back all day
Earning Satan's pay
I took to drink
So's not to think
Of who'd come next to play
Gave my gent my every cent and he gave
Me farewell
Leaving me to week the path to Hell
Life's a maze of hedges that prickle you;
As they tickle you, they'll tear you all about
Strolling through the maze is amusing, too
But, confusing when you can't find your way out
I lost my looks by then
Couldn't draw the men
So I learned to trade and earned
My keep with drugs, and then
Found myself a wicked shelf where I
Opium I sell:
"Here's a pipe for you, sir
Prine is five and two, sir
Can't you see the garden?
It's such a lovely garden...
I'll take you there, I know the path so well...
To Hell."