I Gave Birth To The Twentieth Century

Call the constable
There is blood in the streets
Call the constable

Call the constable
There is blood in the streets
Call the constable
White chapels stained with shame

Like a child, you fell right into my game
A sprig of grapes and chardonnay
Did you even know my name?
A gentleman with horse and carriage
Is four pounds for the taking
I gave birth to the twentieth century
They couldn't have done it without me
You fear my name but not my face
Is that where you went wrong?

Escape from your lungs, awake Mary
There's a taste of laudanum on your lips
This feeling is numb
The way you've pulled me in
So go ahead and kiss me goodnight
Comatose and two pints for the ride
No one can hear you cry

Where did you go wrong?
You marched the streets of London
Never saying a word
It seems like heaven and hell
Are fighting their waiting for you
Did someone follow you there?
(Did someone follow you there?)
Is that where you went wrong?
Did someone follow you there?

He was so clean
Like the knife was an extension of his body

Escape from your lungs, awake Mary
There's a taste of laudanum on your lips
This feeling is numb
The way you've pulled me in
So go ahead and kiss me goodnight
Comatose and two pints for the ride
No one can hear you cry

So clever I never rushed
I never said you meant this much
So clever I never rushed
I never said, I never said
So clever I never rushed
(Where did you go wrong)
I never said you meant this much
(Where did you go wrong)
So clever I never rushed
(Where did you go wrong)
We never said you meant this much
I never said you meant this much for us
I never said, I never said
I never said you meant this much for us
I never said, I never said
So clever I never rushed

Call the constable
There is blood in the streets
Call the constable
White chapels stained with shame
Call the constable
There is blood in the streets
Call the constable
White chapels stained with shame