Woman In The Wall Lyrics - Beautiful South

He was just a social drinker but social every night 

He enjoyed a pint or two or three or four 

She was just a silent thinker, silent every night 

He'd enjoy the thought of killing her before 

Well, he was very rarely drunk but very rarely sober 

And he didn't think the problem was his drink 

But he only knew his problem when he knocked her over 

And when the rotting flesh began to stink 

Cry freedom for the woman in the wall 

Cry freedom for she has no voice at all 

I hear her cry all day, all night 

I hear her voice from deep within the wall 

Made a cross from knitting needles 

Made a grave from hoover bags 

Especially for the woman in the wall 

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She'd knitted him a jumper with dominoes on 

So he wore it everyday in every week 

Pretended to himself that she hadn't really gone 

He pretended that he thought he heard her speak 

At last it seemed that he was really winning 

And he felt that he had some sort of grip 

But all of his new life was sent a-spinning 

When the rotting wall began to drip 

Cry freedom for the woman in the wall 

Cry freedom for she has no voice at all 

I hear her cry all day, all night 

I hear her voice from deep within the wall 

Made a cross from knitting needles 

Made a grave from hoover bags 

Especially for the woman in the wall 

In the wall, in the wall, in the wall 

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Cry freedom for the woman in the wall 

Cry freedom for she has no voice at all 

I hear her cry all day, all night 

I hear her voice from deep within the wall 

Made a cross from knitting needles 

Made a grave from Hoover bags 

Especially for the woman in the wall 

In the wall, in the wall, in the wall 

In the wall, in the wall, in the wall 

In the wall, in the wall