Tom Robinson Murder At The End Of The Day Lyrics

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
And you'll never get away with it 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