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The Decemberists - The Perfect Crime Lyrics




Sing Muse with passion of the pistol
Sing Muse of the warning by the whistle
On a night so dark in the waning
A dawn obscured by slight sky raining, oh oh

Five and twenty burglars by the reservoir
A teenage lookout on the signal tower
The mogul's daughter in hog-tie
The mogul figures the wrong guy, all right

It was a perfect, the perfect, the perfect
The perfect, the perfect, the perfect crime
It was a perfect, the perfect, the perfect
The perfect, the perfect, the perfect crime

The bagman's quaking at the fingers
The hand-off glance a little lingers
A well-dressed man in the crosshairs
A shot rings out from somewhere upstairs

It was a perfect, the perfect, the perfect
The perfect, the perfect, the perfect crime
It was a perfect, the perfect, the perfect
The perfect, the perfect, the perfect crime

It was the perfect crime

It was like a ticker-tape parade
When the plastique on the safe was blown away
And we all gaze from eye to eye
As we mouth our silent goodbyes

The valley's sleeping like a bastard
It stinks of slumber and disaster
Two words are spoken with tap wire
The agent's ploy finds a surefire backfire

It was a perfect, the perfect, the perfect
The perfect, the perfect, the perfect crime
It was a perfect, the perfect, the perfect
The perfect, the perfect, the perfect crime
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Sing Muse with passion of the pistol
Sing Muse of the warning by the whistle
On a night so dark in the waning
A dawn obscured by slight sky raining, oh oh

Five and twenty burglars by the reservoir
A teenage lookout on the signal tower
The mogul's daughter in hog-tie
The mogul figures the wrong guy, all right

It was a perfect, the perfect, the perfect
The perfect, the perfect, the perfect crime
It was a perfect, the perfect, the perfect
The perfect, the perfect, the perfect crime

The bagman's quaking at the fingers
The hand-off glance a little lingers
A well-dressed man in the crosshairs
A shot rings out from somewhere upstairs

It was a perfect, the perfect, the perfect
The perfect, the perfect, the perfect crime
It was a perfect, the perfect, the perfect
The perfect, the perfect, the perfect crime

It was the perfect crime

It was like a ticker-tape parade
When the plastique on the safe was blown away
And we all gaze from eye to eye
As we mouth our silent goodbyes

The valley's sleeping like a bastard
It stinks of slumber and disaster
Two words are spoken with tap wire
The agent's ploy finds a surefire backfire

It was a perfect, the perfect, the perfect
The perfect, the perfect, the perfect crime
It was a perfect, the perfect, the perfect
The perfect, the perfect, the perfect crime
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Writer: COLIN MELOY
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management


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