Back when Jim could fix it

I sparkled as a star

And Little Rock and rollers

Palmed the windows of my car

Tears of desperation

They hungered for me so much

I'd wipe away the perspiration

Ask "do you wanna touch"

The luckiest girls filled the dressing room

Each night after we played

Soon to feel my rock and roll

So Sweet and easily slayed

Now alone in Belmarsh jail

Stardust drizzles my cell

Tinsel plugs the drafty gaps

Cockroaches share my hell

Spangled dreams of children

The lucky ones who earned my love

Ingrates groomed to turn against me

I love you love me love

And if I should escape this dungeon

There is no place for me

No escape to Cambodia

No escape to Vietnam

If only Jim was still around

To share the girls our glam

To really fix it up for me

The leader of the gang

And on the VP wing where I am still a legend

I collected all the tinsel and shiny twine

The left overs from Christmas

And platted up a makeshift rope

An inverted umbilical line

And in the wee small hours

When even perverts sleep

I'll loop it round my neck and bunk frame

Stand atop the final stage my chair

From here a small gap permits a window

Where I can see pinprick's of starlight

I kick the chair away and the noose tightens

Not a single note can I sing

But death just won't accept me swiftly

Like when Guido lept

Like when Turpin jumped to snap off their light

Instead I wriggle as the tinsel digs deeper

I wake with screws around me

Irritated by my self pity

The Leader won't be free just yet

May still sing one more ditty

'Remember Me This Way'

Or 'Do You Wanna Touch'

And once again I here the fans all chant

My favourite song from all my work

'I would if I could but I can't'

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