Текст песни Don't Call Me Mark Chapman - Julian Cope
No
shit,
Sherlock
The
gun
is
loaded
+ primed
No
shit,
Sherlock
I′ve
had
enough
of
your
lies
I
spent
enough
time
Without
making
a
blunder
And
I'll
do
it
again
′till
she
dies
No
shit,
Sherlock
It's
all
going
off
in
his
hands
A
deadly
assassin,
yeah
What
will
his
money
buy
now?
Don't
call
me
Mark
Chapman
′Cause
they
deserve
each
other
And
I′ll
do
it
again
'till
she
dies
(Spoken)
All
night
Barry
Manilow
playing
loud
over
the
speaker
system.
Just
trying
to
drive
the
fucker
out.
A
waste
of
time
- a
man
committed
a
mind
resolved
All
night
Barry
Manilow
- Mandy...
Copa
Cobana
Just
trying
to
drive
the
fucker
out...
And
as
the
sun
does
rise
and
Will
Every
morning,
so
this
morning
does
this
man
Know
that
he
must
leave
this
festered
Ratmosphere.
He
does
not
look
back
a
the
2 bodies,
no.
There
is
grace
where
before
there
was
only
malignant
anger,
And
there
is
dignity
in
his
New
Up-right
Stride...
And
with
longing
in
his
Longitude
And
with
attitude
in
his
Latitude,
the
once
little
man
leaves
the
chrome
condo
Carbuncle
+ faces
up
to
the
arresting
officer,
Does
Not
Swerve
in
his
arrival
though
130
police
automatics
point
directly
at
h
Is
head...
And
with
a
tacky
sense
of
humour,
But
with
a
True
sense
of
the
Moment,
says;
"Don′t
call
me
Mark
Chapman...
'cause
they
deserve
each
other
Don′t
call
me
Sirhan
Sirhan...
'cause
they
ain′t
Duran
Duran
And
I'll
do
it
again
'till
she
dies
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