Julian Cope - Don't Call Me Mark Chapman Lyrics
No shit, SherlockThe gun is loaded + primedNo shit, SherlockI've had enough of your liesI spent enough timeWithout making a blunderAnd I'll do it again 'till she diesNo shit, SherlockIt's all going off in his handsA deadly assassin, yeahWhat will his money buy now?Don't call me Mark Chapman'Cause they deserve each otherAnd I'll do it again 'till she dies(Spoken)All night Barry Manilow playing loud over the speaker system.Just trying to drive the *****er out.A waste of time - a man committed a mind resolvedAll night Barry Manilow - Mandy... Copa CobanaJust trying to drive the *****er out...And as the sun does rise and Will Every morning, so this morning does this manknow 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 LongitudeAnd with attitude in his Latitude, the once little man leaves the chrome condocarbuncle + faces up to the arresting officer,Does Not Swerve in his arrival though 130 police automatics point directly at his 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
