Oliver Twisted - The Vaselines

Once I had a friend called Oliver Twisted

Who used to think he was a brand and gifted

Stupendisly handsome, Beautifully smart

He had no heart

On his own he was all alone

He wanted more than he ever got

Once I had a friend called Oliver Twisted

Who took life so slow that he occasionally missed it

Permanently senseless, never on his brain

He had no brain

Once I had a friend called Oliver Twisted

Who lived on the edge or so he insisted

Inteligently careless, hated rock and roll

He had no soul