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On monday I took a flower
Dried it in my hand
Covered it in poison
And I threw it on the land
On wasted ground it tried to root
But choked upon the sand

And there's room in my diary for you, my friend
And there's room in my diary for you

On tuesday I took a bird
Such pain to hear it sing
I blackened it with petrol
And oiled it's little wings
I tainted the breeze
As I threw it to the wind

And there's room in my diary for you, my friend
And there's room in my diary for you

On wednesday I took a man
He begged please help me die
For he lay in pain and suffering
It made his loved ones cry
I can be terrible and gentle
In the blinking of an eye

And there's room in my diary for you, my friend
And there's room in my diary for you

On thursday I took a woman
Heavy with a child
My old friend rape had paid a visit
Had stayed a little while
In a back street I touched her
With a wire and a smile

And there's room in my diary for you, my friend
And there's room in my diary for you

On friday I took a city
Cursed it with a plague
Powdered crystals, smoking pipes
To crush and to enslave
And a row of dirty needles
Lines the route onto the grave

And there's room in my diary for you, my friend
And there's room in my diary for you

On saturday I took a country
Praying for the rain
Parched throats and swollen lips
Without a harvest grain
And I wiped out generations
And I'd do it all again

And there's room in my diary for you, my friend
And there's room in my diary for you

On sunday I took the world
A bomb I did employ
Seven days to create life
And one day to destroy
Every woman every man
Every girl and boy

And there's room in my diary for you, my friend
And there's room in my diary for you

Now as I close my diary
And I've made my final date
I blow away the ashes
And I stoke the smoking grate
I've no distinction between pain and joy
No line twixt love and hate

There's no room in my diary for you, my friend
There's no room in my diary for you
On monday I took a flower   Dried it in my hand   Covered it in poison   And I threw it on the land   On wasted ground it tried to root   But choked upon the sand      And there's room in my diary for you, my friend   And there's room in my diary for you      On tuesday I took a bird   Such pain to hear it sing   I blackened it with petrol   And oiled it's little wings   I tainted the breeze   As I threw it to the wind      And there's room in my diary for you, my friend   And there's room in my diary for you      On wednesday I took a man   He begged please help me die   For he lay in pain and suffering   It made his loved ones cry   I can be terrible and gentle   In the blinking of an eye      And there's room in my diary for you, my friend   And there's room in my diary for you      On thursday I took a woman   Heavy with a child   My old friend rape had paid a visit   Had stayed a little while   In a back street I touched her   With a wire and a smile      And there's room in my diary for you, my friend   And there's room in my diary for you      On friday I took a city   Cursed it with a plague   Powdered crystals, smoking pipes   To crush and to enslave   And a row of dirty needles   Lines the route onto the grave      And there's room in my diary for you, my friend   And there's room in my diary for you      On saturday I took a country   Praying for the rain   Parched throats and swollen lips   Without a harvest grain   And I wiped out generations   And I'd do it all again      And there's room in my diary for you, my friend   And there's room in my diary for you      On sunday I took the world   A bomb I did employ   Seven days to create life   And one day to destroy   Every woman every man   Every girl and boy      And there's room in my diary for you, my friend   And there's room in my diary for you      Now as I close my diary   And I've made my final date   I blow away the ashes   And I stoke the smoking grate   I've no distinction between pain and joy   No line twixt love and hate      There's no room in my diary for you, my friend   There's no room in my diary for you