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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Paul Heaton
Vocals
Jacqui Abbott
Vocals
Pete Marshall
Drums
Chris Wise
Bass Guitar
Jonny Lexus
Guitar
Stephen Large
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Paul Heaton
Composer
Pete Marshall
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Williams
Producer
Tim Thomas
Mixing Engineer
Gaz Hadfield
Engineer
Tim Debney
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
You've probably heard about my sword
On evening news report
They found another body on the porch
And the clippings that were kept
Under bedstead where I slept
Had just been brought to light under copper's torch
They know that he's a loner
They know that from the crime
They're not looking for Mr Popular
Just someone to do the time
And there's a body that's gone missing
And a helicopter high
They've combed half the land and half the sky
When they're looking for who to blame
They usually like to take good aim
At the nearest lonely person passing by
There's been a body found in lake
That for all the family's sake
The general public's hoping will be mine
Now they're holding midnight mass
With all the dignity and class
Generally reserved for truffles and wine
When they're looking for a killer
His profile always fits
The man whose only crime was to love
His mum to bits
And there's a body that's gone missing
And a helicopter high
They've combed half the land and half the sky
When they're looking for who to blame
They usually like to take good aim
At the nearest lonely person passing by
And they're scouring all the scrubland
Praying to heaven above
The buzzard, hawk, and eagle
To my peaceful as a dove
And there's a headline with my name on it
With the parents asking, "Why?"
And they wanna be at the party
When I die
And there's a body that's gone missing
And a helicopter high
They've combed half the land and half the sky
When they're looking for who to blame
They usually like to take good aim
At the nearest lonely person passing by
And they're scouring all the scrubland
Praying to heaven above
The buzzard, hawk, and eagle
To my peaceful as a dove
And there's a headline with my name on it
With the parents asking, "Why?"
And they wanna be at the party
When I die
Writer(s): Paul David Heaton
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