Miss Macbeth Songtext / Lyric

All the children testified

That Miss Macbeth had a fishbone slide

In her cobweb tresses

Her eyes were black like first foot coal

Clutched as white as chalk-dust

Her fingers sweated india-ink and poison-pen letters

There is a hungry hanging tree

Just below your bedroom window

You can hear her take a broom

To beat out a tattoo on the ceiling

Her bloodless face ran red inside

But was she really evil?

Was she only pantomime?






Now the chalk on the wall

Says that somebody saves

That somebody's face has just been

Washed off the pavement

Into a puzzle where petrol

Will be poisoned by rain

Miss Macbeth saw her reflection

As confetti bled its colours down the drain



And everyday she lives out another love song

It's a tearful lament of somebody done wrong

Well how can you miss what you've never possessed

Miss Macbeth?



Well we all should have known

When the children paraded

They portrayed her in their fairytales

Sprinkling deadly nightshade

And as they tormented her

She rose to the bait

Even a scapegoat

Must have someone to hate



And everyday she lives out another love song

"You're up there enjoying yourself, and I know it's wrong"

But how can you miss what you've never possessed

Miss Macbeth?



Sometimes people are just what they appear to be

With no redemption at all

We try to walk upright

When we can't even crawl



Miss Macbeth has a gollywog

She chucks under the chin

And she whispers to it tenderly

Then sticks it on a pin

And it might be coincidence

But a boy down the lane

That she said went white as he could do

Then doubled over in pain



And everyday she lives out another love song

It's a tearful lament of somebody done wrong

And how can you miss what you've never possessed

Miss Macbeth?