Gimme The Wire

Oh, Temple, darling, you have made my life so neat
But a dirty old death still waits in the bridle suite
And oh, oh, I can't see around that bend
In the end, they put my head in a box, and then they give me the wire
Oh, Temple, dear I don't mean to be a thankless boor
Ah, but as bad as its been, I think I'd still rather have taken more
So, oh, as you've eased my way, my friend
Won't you watch them put my head in a box
And watch them give me the wire?