It wasnt me who wrote the epitaph
I only burned the old girls photograph
And threw the kitten in the fire, see
You ask me your father hell remember mee
It was so fantastic, he burned like a matchstick
You know Im sorry for what Ive done

I wasnt me who wrote to gideon
I only ate 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
Ive said Im sorry for having fun

Chorus: now you say Im responsible for killing them
I say it was God - he was willing them

It wasnt 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 wasnt only me who blew their brains
I certainly admit to putting chains
Around their necks so they couldnt 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

Chorus: now you say Im responsible for killing them
I say it was God - he was willing them

It wasnt me who put your ma away
It wasnt me who put your pa away
It wasnt me who stole their plastic teeth
It wasnt me who caused this awful grief
I did it all in jest, this I must confess
Anything I did was for the best

Chorus: now you say Im responsible for killing them
I say it was God - he was willing them