Violet's Tale

London City, far from pretty
Two, zero, zero, five
A lady down in Paddington
Is fighting just to stay alive
Rhythmic beeps and blood stained sheets
Our lady weeps, she’s tired and frail
To set the scene
We must rewind the hands of time for Violet's tale

Violet was a silent girl
Grew up with violent starts
Her mother was a drinker
And her father was a bastard
Every night he’d tuck her tight
But never left the room
I'll spare you of the things he did
I'm sure her mother knew

Violet was a silent girl
She moved out at sixteen
A semi-detached council flat
Paid for by a welfare-scheme
Packing shelves at Tesco’s
Stacking jars like pickled bricks
She met a boy named Stevie
And he was a little prick

Violet was a silent girl
And Violet she fell fast
See Stevie was a wrong
But he sure knew how to charm her
Every night he’d tuck her tight
But never left the room
History repeats itself
He'd paint her black and blue and ah

She never stood a chance
The devil comes to dance

Violet, why you always so quiet?
Knock-knock-knock
On her bedroom door and he’s irate
He’s been drinking and smoking he’s up late
And he stands by her bedside, she shakes
But her eyes stay shut
You fucking slut! I know you’re up!
And he pinches her eyelids and folds them up
Violet, why you lying to me Violet?
She stays silent, things turn violent

Knock-knock-knock

That's the sound of his fists when they fall like a crashing pilot
Hit like hailstones, one to the collar bone, full force, full blown
Blood splat, bone crack, knick-knack-paddy-whack
One to the jaw and a tooth spat, detached
Fist connects and disconnects the bone
A quick deflect to misdirect the blow
But non-the-less his punches met her throat
Such a mess, he’s left her bruised and broke

Violet!?
Why you always so silent, Violet? Why you such a little liar Violet?
Do you think I want to do this Violet?!

In character, she stays silent
Well say something Violet!
Silence
Fucking say something Violet!
Silence
Wait, say something Violet
Not one word, she stays quiet

London City, far from pretty
Two, zero, zero, five
A lady down in Paddington is fighting just to stay alive
The doctor in a state of shock, saw something here so very wrong
See Violet, she was pregnant
Poor Violet, she was nine months gone

Turning to the doctor Violet broke her silence and she cried
If I'm to die right here tonight, please let my baby stay alive
The doctor soon regained composure, called the surgeon to come in
As Violet's world turned to black, the curtains closed
The lights went dim in

London City, far from pretty
Two, zero, zero, five
A lady down in Paddington
Just lost the fight to stay alive
A tragedy, or miracle
It happened on these very streets
Two twins are lying side by side

A girl named Jenny
And a boy named Screech