November Spawned A Monster
Ton : DEnglish
BbSleep on and Adream of LoG#ve
Because it's the cBblosest you will
AGet to G#loveA Bb A
PoorBb twisted chBbild
So uFgly, so ugFly
PoorBb twisted chBbild
Oh hFug me, oh Fhug me
One NovDember
Spawned a mDonster
In the shape of this chDild
Who later crDied :
"But JBbesus made me, so
BbJesus save me from
Dpity, sympathy
And peDople discussing me"
A fBbrame of useless limbs
What cBban make GOOD
All the DBAD that's been done ?
BbAnd if the lights were oAut
Could you even G#bear
To kiss her Bbfull on the mouth
Or aG#nywhere ? A ohBb A
Poor twiBbsted childBb
So uFgly, so ugFly
Poor twiBbsted childBb
Oh hFug me, oh Fhug me
One NovDember
Spawned a Dmonster
In the shape of this chDild
Who must remDain
A Bbhostage to kindness
And the Bbwheels underneath her
A hBbostage to kindness
And the Dwheels underneath her
A sBbymbol of where mBbad, mad lovers
Must DPAUSE and draw the line.
So slBbeep and dDream of G#love
Because it's the cloBbsest
You will gAet to lG#ove A Bb A
That NoveDmber
Is a Dtime Which I must
DPut OUT of my miDnd
Oh, Bbone fine day
Let it Bbbe soon
She wDon't be rich or beautiDful
But she'll be walBbking your streets
In the cBblothes that she went out
And chDose for herself.