Rumours

Gloria moody, a girl of 16

Undressed for her doctor by a hospital screen

All very pure,

But you can make it sound mean with rumours.

She went out with her uncle, 50 years old

And very soon found herself out in the cold

Cause that ain't the story

The neighbours were told thru rumours.

Rumours can kill you, cause you to wail

Break up your marriage, put you in jail

Lifes is your cross,

But they drive in the nail with rumours.

Rumours can maim you, cause you to weep

Make you take tablets, or walk in your sleep

Even take poison and fallin a heap of rumours.

Won me some money on horse named cajole

So I bought me a car, my wife a mink stole

(But the way the neighbours heard it I had stolen a car).

My friend's wife, while visiting, fainted on me

So I went an laid her on the settee

(But the way the neighbours heard it).

Rumours can wound you, cause you to bleed

Make you go crazy, or just go to seed

The very last things in the world that you need

Are rumours.

Rumours can hurt you, causing you pain

Again and again and again and again

You can feel lonely, out in the rain thru rumours