Dragnet for [gone] black man

The papers had her father

Holding up her picture

His son-in-law killed her

Yes he killed his wife

She was wasting his life

His veins are full of evil serum

But what's done is done

Now he's trapped in flat of angles

Hiding in flat of angles

Right down to his [cables/tables/gables/fables]

And sometimes bells [off under]

The ring from many callers

Coupon and gas-board man

Dragnet for [drop] black man

Who's trapped in flat of angles

Rented cage is flat of angles

Right down to his [tables/gables]

And first he started on the floorboards

Foot 20 degrees from window

Saw a moment to snatch a vacation

Pick up two-faced [neighbour/Nathan]

Very safe is flat of angles

[Sheep rest] too in flat of angles

Down to his [tables]

Here he fights to type

Story of murder in his life

Of soap operas all day

In rooms of dirty laundry

But I'm in flat of angles

Hiding in flat of angles

Right down to his [tables]

And the sun dragged him out one day

From his laundry

He saw mercenary eyes

The streets are full of mercenary eyes

Well stretched in flat of angles

Not [lot] left in flat of angles

Down to his [tables]

[Never figured what to dog black man]?

[A different what to dog black man]?

[A drinking walk for dog black man]?

Let us go out and [..] write stories

Dragnet