Topsy goes down swinging

Words and music by B.T. Nook

They say that elephants are doomed to remember,

but I've forgotten far too much for that to be so

There is one memory I wish would come in clearer:

the sound of that man's skull as I crushed it with my toes

I could hear the subsonic pleas

of my comrades scattered elsewhere in the park

when the cigarette scorched my tongue

and I decided to tear that man apart

And they say, "Topsy needs to die.

There's no point in reformation, look at the demon in his eyes.

Topsy needs to die.

We'll fill him up with cyanide and then let Edison try."

I've been in chains since I was just a child

And now I'm helpless even bound by string

So that's why I will go quietly into that good night

But after dark there ain't no telling what terror I will bring

As they climb all over me attaching wires

I will tell you what is going through my mind

Before several thousand volts go through my mind

It's that I will find a way to have revenge

I will find to way to get my revenge

Oh yes I will most definitely get revenge

"Topsy needs to die.

There's no point in reformation, look at the demon in his eyes.

Topsy needs to die.

We'll fill him up with cyanide and then let Edison try."

Now I'm drinking with the devil starting fires in men's hearts

Waiting for this cruel world to just tear itself apart

Rachel's request

What is your song idea?

Topsy's Story: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Topsy_(elephant)

describe your song in one word

sad/electrifying?