Letra de The Fine Art of Poisoning
It's quite an elaborate scheme The fine art of poisoning The dose to comatose Slightly administeredNot for the frail of heart The vengeful must play their part A friend to the bitter end Or so they sayNice and slow Misfortune will flowPeriling the nursery It seems a tainted pastry One bite, what a dreadful fright She was such a delicate little dishA pleasant parlor gathering Quicksilver concealed in a ruby ring Two lumps or three? I have always adored bergamot tea.Nice and slow Misfortune will flowBut who will know?