Freedom for the scapegoat leaving Reading Gaol
Rheumy eyes just pierced his heart like crucifixion nails
Shaking fists and razors gleamed, you never stood a chance
When the ink ran red on Fleet Street, you turned your eyes to France
Humbled far from Dublin, chased across the waves
Your biting wit still sharp enough to slice through every page
Destitute and beaten by the system of the crown
The bitter pill you swallow tasted sweeter going down
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And looking back on the great indifference
Looking back at the limestone walls
Thinking how beauty deceived you
Knowing how love fools us all
A golden boy in velveteen landed in New York
The past was so seductive when the paid to hear you talk
Baccarat and champagne flutes, tobacco from Virginia
Long before the lords and law branded Oscar Wilde a sinner
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And looking back on the cold bleak winter
Looking back on those long dark days
Felt like the head of John the Baptist
In the arms of Salome
Don't turn around it's a white gull screaming
Don't cry out loud you never know who's listening
You've seen it all the exiled Unforgiven
From the stately homes of England to her prisons
And looking back at the hardened lifers
Looking back on the wretched poor
Thinking maybe they were my saviors
Strange to think I'll miss them all
Strange to think I'll miss them all
(repeat chorus 1)