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© by No Sports (see also the legal notice). For personal use only.
*** Murder ***
For him the night is the day and I heard everybody say
He's like a cat, he's dread, he's slim, he's not fat
He's got a knife to kill your wife
He's got the power got the drive every corner every street
You better start to move your feet stay at home not alone
Lock the door to save your bones
He's everywhere he's here and there
There's nothing that he wouldn't dare
He's cool he's no fool he's violent he's cruel
Got a jacko got a blade a 45 a 38
He's creeping through the night and you are pretty right
If you think you are in danger oh this stranger
He's a dirty lad he's a crime arranger
This stranger's just a danger arranger
He's paid he's cheap 100$ every deed
So if your neighbour doesn't like you some bucks that's true
Is all your life is worth so say goodbye to this earth
Or spend yourself a dime a dime on Mr. Crime
He's an animal looking for your honey
He's a cannibal earning lots of money
He's a dog he's a pig he ain't no human beeing
Liveless material everyone he's seeing
He's gravediggers friend he's devils right hand
He's taking you to paradise so listen right to my advise
He's a peacemaker call him undertaker
Call him widowmaker call him fearawaker
(Chorus):
Murder in the street
You better start to move your feet
His name is Mister Crime
Don't waste time
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