This is the Killer Speaking

I've never been so scorned to find your kindness
Didn't last beyond a fry-up and my spit upon your sheets
And if I'd asked for how you'd answered
I'd have gone and seen my father down at Brompton's Cemetery
I hope your back is healing from that brutal flaying
And your coat's still stained with me
Wear it with my pride pinned to the lapel
God knows I left him by mistake
God knows I left him by mistake
Good morning, good-looking
This is the killer speaking
Good morning, handsome
This is the killer on the line
Ah, ah-ah, here comes the killer
(Herе comes the killer)
Ah, ah-ah, here comes your girl
(Here comes your girl)
Ah, ah-ah, here comes the killer
(Here comes the killer)
Ah, oh-oh, here comes your girl
If only you'd been honest, could have spared this bloodshed
Now I'm wanted 'cross several county lines
When your hand is bigger than my heart
You can crush it just the way you like
You got a whole lotta nerve and a whole lotta spite
When you leave, don't look me in the eye
When you leave, don't look me in the eye
Good morning, good-looking
This is the killer speaking
Good morning, angel
This is the killer on the line
Ah, ah-ah, here comes the killer
(Herе comes the killer)
Ah, ah-ah, here comes your girl
(Here comes your girl)
Ah, ah-ah, here comes the killer
(Here comes the killer)
Ah, oh-oh, here comes your girl
And I'm down so bad, I'm doing time
You look like a weeping saint with your infected eye
I'm doing time, and I'm down so bad
Hope my television appearance drives you fucking mad
Oh, ah, ah-ah, here comes the killer
(Herе comes the killer)
Ah, ah-ah, here comes your girl
(Here comes your girl)
Ah, ah-ah, here comes the killer
(Here comes the killer)
Ah, oh-oh, here comes your girl
Ah, oh-oh, here comes your girl!