QUICK, HIDE THE BODY
Quick hide the body
here comes the law
do you think they will find it
do you think anyone saw
Quick hide the body
don’t say a word
no one will notice
nobody heard
It wasn’t our murder
it wasn’t our time
It wasn’t our body
it wasn’t our crime
It wasn’t our gun
It wasn’t our knife
It wasn’t our death
it wasn’t our life
But no one will believe us
no one will ask why
quick hide the body
before they come by
Quick hide the body
keep the dead under wraps
deny the accusations
mind all the gaps
It wasn’t our murder
it wasn’t our time
It wasn’t our body
it wasn’t our crime
It wasn’t our gun
It wasn’t our knife
It wasn’t our death
it wasn’t our life
we stashed it away
beneath the floor
and sat there above it
then there was a knock at the door
in came the detective
looking for clues
we’d cleaned up so thoroughly
except for the dead man’s shoes
It wasn’t our murder
it wasn’t our time
It wasn’t our body
it wasn’t our crime
It wasn’t our gun
It wasn’t our knife
It wasn’t our death
it wasn’t our life
can you hear it
under the cart
can you hear it loud and clear
it is the beating of
his hideous heart
What a festive little tune! Could be the Trump Rally Call