Lyrics Tom Robinson

Tom Robinson

Murder at the End of Day

Give me all of your money and I won't kill you

Sound like a straight-up, fair enough deal to me

I want your cash card, watch, your wallet and car keys

My trigger's getting itchy, gotta empty my magazine

You've got a way... a way with words

You've got a way with ladies, baby

You've got a way... to get rich quick

But you'll never get away with murder

And it's murder at the end of the day

And you'll never get away with it

Give me all of your money, maybe I won't kill you

But you'd better not hold anything back from me

I want your wallet and I won't take no for an answer

My trigger's getting itchy just to empty my magazine

You've got a way... a way with words

You've got a way with ladies, baby

You've got a way... to get rich quick

But you'll never get away with murder

And it's murder at the end of the day

And you'll never get away with it

All at sea... all at sea

Out at sea, Steve and me

In the wreckage of a lifeboat

Wreckage of a burnt-out lifeboat

We were washed ashore in the dawn of a Monday morning

Got back to the flat, it was shattered

And black with the roof stowed in

Look out, Lusaka and London

There's a hurricane blowing tonight

Highball and firewater rising

Gonna see this beauty

Shoot

Give me all of your loving and I won't kill you

But you'd better not hold anything back from me

I want your body and I won't take no for an answer

My trigger's getting itchy, gotta empty my magazine

You've got a way... a way with words

You've got a way with ladies, baby

You've got a way... to get rich quick

You'll never get away with murder

And it's murder

You've got a way... a way with words

You've got your ways with ladies, baby

You've got a way... to get rich quick

But you'll never get away with murder

And it's murder at the end of the day

And you'll never get away with it

Just murder at the end of the day

And you'll never get-a, never get-a

Never get away with it