Oh, Astley in the noose He hasn't got a use But he's trying Trying to be someone Trying to take like a man if you can Sing an old song Well, I get back to the rope Wash your mouth out with soap And if you must sing Sing an oldie But sing it quickly Oh spare me Don't beg, don't beg I wouldn't kill you even if you paid me Don't beg, don't beg I wouldn't kill you even if you paid me Oh, Astley, it's the truth My patience's at its roof It's at its ceiling It's just this feeling That given half a choice A life without your voice seems more appealing Don't beg, don't beg I wouldn't kill you even if you paid me Don't beg, don't beg I wouldn't kill you even if you paid me But don't take this to heart It's all to do with art and entertainment I sing this lament But from you and from your peers It's abuse to both me ears I rest my case here Don't beg, don't beg I wouldn't kill you even if you paid me Don't beg, don't beg I wouldn't kill you even if you paid me Don't beg, don't beg I wouldn't kill you even if you paid me Don't beg, don't beg I wouldn't kill you even if you paid me (Did anybody like it) (Do you think it might offend him) (Who cares)