Is Wrestling Fixed

The ambulance sirens rang

As they wheeled her to the stand

Feathered, tarred and handcuffed

To a stretcher

The doctor's diagnosis

Was multiple sclerosis

An open and shut hopeless

Fucking case



The wheels of justice turned

Till the tires were bald and burned

And when they's all adjorned

I asked myself

Am I un H A P P why?

Does a new born baby cry?

Did Elvis really die?

And I said to myself,

Is wrestling fixed?



Am I un H A P P why?

Does a new born baby cry?

Did Little Red Riding wear a hood?

Did the three bears shit in the woods?

Was Humpty Dumpty fat?

Does the Pope wear a funny hat?

Is wrestling fixed?