Uploaded November 2024 | Updated September 2026, 22 minutes ago

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LYRICS:
The pen picked a fight with the paper
The four walls looked on in disdain
The pen broke its nib in the caper
But inflicted a horrible stain

The pen lay there battered and broken
The paper had two big black eyes
No words were written or spoken
Which surely should be no surprise

And the fly stayed there on the wall
Unmoving but watching it all

The writer looked downcast and grim
Frustration now welling within
His chair creaked slightly beneath him
His head was beginning to spin

And the fly stayed there on the wall
Unmoving but watching it all

The fly on the wall remained silent
It offered no friendly advice
The scene on the desk had been violent
And the writer was paying the price

And the fly stayed there on the wall
Unmoving but watching it all

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"Fly on the Wall" - Words & Music copyright Robert Haigh 2024
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