[00:00.00] 作词 : Heaton, Rotheray[00:01.00] 作曲 : Paul Heaton & Dave Rotheray[00:19.98]He was just a social drinker but social every night[00:23.85]He enjoyed a pint or two or three or four[00:29.04]She was just a silent thinker, silent every night[00:32.98]He'd enjoy the thought of killing her before[00:37.98]Well he was very rarely drunk but very rarely sober[00:42.73]And he didn't think the problem was his drink[00:47.23]But he only knew his problem when he knocked her over[00:52.04]And when the rotting flesh began to stink[00:57.04]Cry freedom for the woman in the wall[01:01.42]Cry freedom for she has no voice at all[01:06.54]I hear her cry all day, all night[01:10.98]I hear her voice from deep within the wall[01:15.48]Made a cross from knitting needles[01:17.86]Made a grave from hoover bags[01:20.30]Especially for the woman in the wall[01:29.61][01:32.74]She'd knitted him a jumper with dominoes on[01:36.73]So he wore it everyday in every week[01:41.36]Pretended to himself that she hadn't really gone[01:46.24]Pretended that he thought he beard her speak[01:51.73]Then at last it seemed that he was really winning[01:56.05]He felt that he had some sort of grip[02:00.42]But all of his new life was sent a-spinning[02:05.55]When the rotting wall began to drip