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Flogged by a Feather

All my clothes just hang about
I hang them there to air them out
They hang like wasted corpses do
And it could do the same to you
We'll all go together
Flogged by a feather
Swimming through this punters' tomb
The air is thick with death's perfume
The pots and glasses mark the places
Noses fell right off their faces
We'll all go together
Flogged by a feather
I heard you're giving up, I heard you're gonna give up today
That's what you always say
I heard you're giving up, I heard you're gonna give up for good
Well, if only you would
But it's hard to tell whether you're being flogged by a feather until it's over
With yellow teeth and yellow skin
You can see it does get it
All these bodies run aground on their own Prince William Sound
We'll all go together
Flogged by a feather
But it's not the only price you pay
So bludging is the only way
But I don't need to take a puff
The ambience is quite enough
We'll all go together
Flogged by a feather

©Mal Webb 2000

This is a passive smoking song (just in case you missed that). Prince William Sound was the site the ~1990 grounding of the oil tanker, Exxon Valdez, resulting in a major mess, both environmentally and legally. At the time I remember a news reader saying "the name Prince William Sound will be etched into our minds for decades to come" and I though "oh sure". As a test, I thought I'd put it into a song to see how people's memory's might fair.