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This song was written on August 26. It's based on the old murder balled Pretty Polly, which has different versions, but the basic plot of that is Willy asks Polly to go for a walk in the forest, after a while she gets scared and asks where they're going, he tells her that he dug a grave for her the previous night and that's where he's taking her, then depending on the version either he stabs her or she falls asleep and he buries her, then either the song ends or he goes to jail.
I would be terrible at writing murder ballads and this song was written to prove that point. After I wrote the lyrics, a friend suggested I record it, and here we are.
The lyrics are:
Oh Polly, pretty Polly, let’s go for a walk.
Polly, pretty Polly, let’s go for a walk.
Let’s go to the Starbucks, for we have to talk.
He led her on sidewalks down to the main street.
He led her on sidewalks on down to Main Street.
Then he cast down his eyes and he shuffled his feet.
Oh Willy, little Willy, I fear what is next.
Willy, little Willie, I’m afraid of what’s next.
I know it’s quite serious, or else you’d’ve just text.
Oh Polly, pretty Polly, your perception is true.
Polly, pretty Polly, your perception’s quite true.
I don’t think we’re compatible. I’m afraid that we’re through.
Oh Willy, Oh Willy, is this, then, the end?
Willy, little Willy, can this be the end?
It is, pretty Polly, but let’s still be friends.
They sighed and they parted with one final look.
Yes, they sighed and they parted with a lingering look.
Then they left, only pausing to update Facebook.