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The Perfect Crime #2 Lyrics Artist(Band):The Decemberists
Sing, muse, of the warning by the whistle On a night so dark in the waning A dawn obscured by slight sky raining Five and twenty burglars by the reservoir A teenage lookout on the signal tower The mogul's daughter in hogtie The mogul fingers the wrong guy, all lies It was a perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect crime It was a perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect crime The bagman's quaking at the fingers The hand-off glance a little lingers A well-dressed man in the crosshairs A shot rings out from somewhere upstairs It was a perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect crime It was a perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect crime It was the perfect crime It was like a ticker-tape parade When the plastique on the safe was blown away And we all gazed from eye to eye As we mouthed our silent goodbyes The valley's sleeping like a bastard It stinks of slumber and disaster Two words are spoken on the tap wire The agent's ploy finds a surefire backfire It was a perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect crime It was a perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect crime If you find some error in The Perfect Crime #2 Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Thanks to Jeffie for submitting the lyrics. Review the song The Perfect Crime #2 The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics. | | ||||||||||||
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