Evidence - Live, Grugahalle Essen 14.10.19

This is the morning after
The one the night before
They're calling through your window
They're calling through your door
I wish I could remember what I did last night
If I was a good boy
Or if I started a fight

They're travelling down St. Travis
The butcher and his wife
They got a little trouble
A little mess strive
And looking him and look at me
She's sitting nice still
I hope to get it worked out soon
Or for sure I will

So much, so much for the evidence
So much, so much for the evidence

So wrong down and looking for real
They're hanging Jesse James
The naked lady's vanished
The policemen are on parade
'Nd along comes Sherlock Holmes
That lucky seven percent
I just got back from Angola
Sniffing cocaine in the tent

So much, so much for the evidence
So much, so much for the evidence



Credits
Writer(s): John Davies Cale
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