The Debt Collectors Lyrics

See, the debt collector's coming
He's come to break my fingers
So I can't play piano no more...
See, the debt collector's coming
He's come to take my tongue
So I can't sing any songs anymore
I just go ah-ha-ah-ha-ah
To the top of the pop charts
ah-ha-ah-ha-ah
In your iPods
ah-ha-ah-ha-ah
That's the sound of silence,
Simon and Garfunkel

See, the Grim Reaper is coming
He's sharpening his scythe
'Til he can see his own reflection
See, the Grim Reaper is crying -
his business down the drain
'Cos people do it so much quicker
(and cheaper and better...)
See - our saviour's second coming -
he's such a selfish b******
(some of us don't get to come even once)
And you see, his fans know to avoid my house now
I've signed a sealed deal with Satan
To just love everybody that I can...
You see - I think the Grim Reaper should go after
That f****** debt collector
So I can sing whenever I b***** g****** well please
And our Saviour should just make love to Satan
So both can see that either
Are intolerable
Without the other...