Tom Robinson
Tom Robinson - Murder At The End Of The Day lyrics
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Give me all of your money and I won't kill you Sounds like a straight-up, fair enough deal to me I want your cash card, watch, your wallet and car keys My trigger's getting itchy - gotta empty my magazine You've got a way... a way with words You've got a way... with ladies, baby You've got a way... to get rich quick But you'll never get away with murder - And it's murder At the end of the day And you'll never get away with it Give me all of your money - maybe I won't kill you But you'd better not hold anything back from me I want your wallet and I won't take no for an answer My trigger's getting itchy just to empty my magazine You've got a way... a way with words You've got a way... with ladies, baby You've got a way... to get rich quick But you'll never get away with murder - And it's murder At the end of the day All at sea All at sea Out at sea Steve and me In the wreckage of a lifeboat In the wreckage of a burnt-out lifeboat We were washed ashore in the dawn of a Monday morning Got back to the flat, it was shattered and black with the roof stowed in Look out, Lusaka and London - there's a hurricane blowing tonight Fireball and high water rising - gonna see this beauty Shoot So give me all of your loving and I won't kill you But you'd better not hold anything back from me I want your body and I won't take no for an answer My trigger's getting itchy - gotta empty my magazine You've got a way... a way with words You've got a way... with ladies, baby You've got a way... to get rich quick But you'll never get away with murder - And it's murder At the end of the day And you'll never get away with it