The Last Polka

Well she crept back in the house at half past three

Shook her head to see him snoring in his sleep

If he really loved me, she said

I wouldn't have to be so mean...



He's a heap of junk that pours from his top drawer

He sometimes likes to spread it out around the floor

It's evidence of what he was like

He likes to remember when...



Shall I lie, shall I lie, la lie?

The end is growing near

And we're treading water now

And holding back our tears

And the day is rising

We're sinking

Shall I lie?



In a minute it will all be coming down

And they know it now but no one makes a sound

It's such a shame to ruin this bright

Lazy sunny day...



Shall I lie, shall I lie, la lie?

The end is growing near

And we're treading water now

We're holding back our tears

And the day is rising

We're sinking

Shall I lie?



My my, the cruelest lies are often told without a word

My my, the kindest truths are often spoken, never heard



She said, You've been pushing me like I was a sore tooth.

You can't respect me 'cause I've done so much for you.

He said, Well I hate that it's come to this

But baby I was doing fine. How do you think

That I survived the other 25 before you?



Shall I lie, shall I lie, la lie?

The end is growing near

And we're treading water now

And holding back our tears

And the day is rising

We're sinking...

Shall I lie?