It Wasn't Me Lyrics - The Best Years Of Our Lives - Steve Harley

It wasn't me who wrote the epitaph 

I only burned the old girl's photograph 

And threw the kitten in the fire, see 

You ask me your father he'll remember mee 

It was so fantastic, he burned like a matchstick 

You know I'm sorry for what I've done 

I wasn't 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 

I've said I'm sorry for having fun 

Chorus: Now you say I'm responsible for killing 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 

Chorus: Now you say I'm responsible for killing 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 

Chorus: Now you say I'm responsible for killing them 

I say it was god - He was willing them