The Crime
Words and music by Jim Colegrove
© 2005 Gold Tooth Music, BMI
This is something I have to say
I just can’t put it off any longer
Time is not really my enemy
It just isn’t standing in my corner
Lots of water, lots of ice and snow
Lots of clues all along the shoreline
All washed down from so long ago
Couldn’t trace a single lifeline
It’s such a sad affair
It’s something that had such promise
It’s all there in the mirror
The rug’s been pulled right from under us
Who will investigate the crime?
Who will investigate the crime?
Who will investigate the crime?
Who will investigate the crime?
Coat of arms and a distant trumpet
Did Saint Annie RSVP?
I had a dog that was good at hunting
Til I discovered he was hunting me
Look right there you will see the Magus
Thinking it must be Halloween
Carries a cryptic candleabra
All depicted on a high-def screen
It’s such a sad affair
It’s something that had such promise
It’s all there in the mirror
The rug’s been pulled right from under us
Who will investigate the crime?
Who will investigate the crime?
Who will investigate the crime?
Who will investigate the crime?
Jesus Christ said it’s only money
But you got to take it somewhere else
Put it all on some hopeless long shot
Give it all to somebody else
The news comes in six-hour cycles
Each day we forget it all by noon
The nails have all been driven in the coffin
There in the darkness of December moon
It’s such a sad affair
It’s something that had such promise
It’s all there in the mirror
The rug’s been pulled right from under us
Who will investigate the crime?
Who will investigate the crime?
Who will investigate the crime?
Who will investigate the crime?
From the CD titled Long Gone Thrill on Cool Groove Records CD 105
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