This is the killer speaking

Letra

I’d never been so scorned
To find your kindness didn’t last
Beyond a fry-up and my spit upon your sheets

And if I’d asked for how you’d answered
I’d’ve gone and seen my father
Down in Brompton Cemetery

I hope your back is healing from that good old flaying
And your coat’s still stained with me
Wear it with my pride pinned to the lapel
God knows I left it by mistake

God knows I left it by mistake

Good morning, good looking!
This is the killer speaking
Good morning handsome!
This is the killer on the line

Ah-Ah-Ah
Ah-Ah
Here comes the killer!
Ah-Ah-Ah
Ah-Ah
Here comes your girl!
Ah-Ah-Ah
Ah-Ah
Here comes the killer!
Ah-Ah-Ah
Ah-Ah
Here comes your girl!

If only you’d been honest
Could’ve spared this bloodshed
Now I’m wanted ‘cross several county lines

When your hand is bigger than my heart
You can crush it just the way I like

You’ve got a whole lotta nerve
And a whole lotta spite
When you leave don’t look me in the eye

When you leave don’t look me in the eye

Good morning, good looking!
This is the killer speaking
Good morning angel!
This is the killer on the line

I’m down so bad I’m doing time
You look like a weeping saint
With your infected eye I’m doing time
And I’m down so bad
Hope my television appearance
Drives you fucking mad

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