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Death's Diary

350Pop1990

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Death's Diary was released on May 29, 1990 by Parlophone UK as a part of the album Enchanted

May 29, 1990

LabelParlophone UK

LanguageEnglish

BPM113

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

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LYRICS

Lyrics

On Monday I took a flower dried it in my hand

Covered it in poison and I threw it on the land

On wasted ground it tried to root but choked upon the sand

And there's room in my diary for you, my friend

And there's room in my diary for you

On Tuesday I took a bird such pain to hear it sing

I blackened it with petrol and I oiled its little wings

I tamed it the breeze as I threw it to the wind

And there's room in my diary for you, my friend

And there's room in my diary for you

On Wednesday I took a man who begged "please help me die"

For he lay in pain and suffering, he'd made his loved ones cry

I can be terrible and gentle in the blinking of an eye

And there's room in my diary for you, my friend

And there's room in my diary for you

On Thursday I took a woman heavy with a child

My old friend Rape had paid a visit stayed a little while

In a back street I touched her with a wire and a smile

And there's room in my diary for you, my friend

And there's room in my diary for you

On Friday I took a city cursed it with a plague

Powdered crystals smoking pipes to crush him to a slave

And a roll of dirty needles lines the route unto the grave

And there's room in my diary for you, my friend

And there's room in my diary for you

On Saturday I took a country praying for the rain

Parched throats and swollen lips without a harvest paid

I wiped out generations and I'd do it all again

And there's room in my diary for you, my friend

And there's room in my diary for you

On Sunday I took the world a farmer did employ

Seven days to create life and one day to destroy

Every woman, every man, every girl and boy

And there's room in my diary for you, my friend

And there's room in my diary for you

Now as I close my diary and I make my final date

I blow away the ashes and I stop the smoking grate

I've no distinction between pain and joy no lines which love and hate

There's no room in my diary for you, my friend

There's no room in my diary for you

Written by: Marc Almond

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