Friday, December 4, 2009

somethin' different.

25-11-09
Uh uh oh, I think it’s more than a pity
that you’re date from last night has gone missing,
No-one’s heard from her in twelve hours
And you were the last one seen with her.

And the camera’s caught you courting her
in the club last night, and the camera’s
caught you leading her to your car,
But the camera’s didn’t catch what we can
all guess what happened after that,
But what did you do with her afterwards?

Did you add another to the graveyard
in your backyard? There sure is a lot of holes
and stuttering explanations – we’re
gonna get you for this, put you to shame.

And the camer’a caught you courting her
in the club last night, and the camera’s
caught you and her in your fancy car,
But the camera’s didn’t catch what we can
all guess what happened in that car,
But what did you do with her afterwards?

You’re just a part of that club who
prowls on a Saturday night, think
you gotta make the best of it whilst
you’re at the height of your youth,
You lock ‘em, tied up, in the boot,
And drive round ‘til their screams stop,
And then you chuck ‘em in to the hole
and you leave a little marker on top,
It’s not a name, but a number,
It’s not a name but another number
down in your book, you won’t keep getting
away with this.

The camera has gone missing and so has
the leading cop, and you were the last one
seen with her too, and our suspicions
are rising on you but you’re such a charmer,
A few dead girls don’t seem to matter,
As long as you take me home too, I don’t
mind If it means I have to die, I hear you’re
the best, no, no this isn’t a set-up sweetie,
Let’s unplug the camera and make it to your…

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