Warning

Nobody laughed when they lynched
 and dropped him in the Thames
 Nobody cried either, the body all bloated
 when they pulled him out
 They made a harp of his bones,
 the harp sound so deep
 It resonated all the way
 down to the underworld
 And not even the dirt old egg-sucking dog heard a note
 It was many a year ago, a kingdom by the sea
 They stabbed the old wife for a week, repeatedly
 She was accused of pinching holes, a benchmark exercise
 They stabbed her for another week when she didn't die
 They stabbed her for another week, she didn't die
 Out of her holes, out of her holes
 the past seeped right out of her holes
 Heed yourself!
 A hundred syringes plunged into her spine
 But her holes were really hard to find
 And when they finally hit the spine
 It was hard to cover the holes, poor woman