Up For Murder

"I'd like to sing this song called Up For Murder"

Well take a look and listen to the things that I have said

Well could I really tell the truth with a rifle at my head

Yeah, I gunned down a president

And I have done a crime

But now you've got to listen 'cos I'm running out of time

It's not me that you're after it's not me that's gonna pay

It's not me that is guilty

It's a man at the C.I.A.

So I got put in jail because I got into a fight

And while I was in prison I got beat up every night

Torture it was blackmail I was messed up with cocaine

And then they had me thinking that I knew just who to blame

But it's not me that you're after it's not me that's gonna pay

It's not me that is guilty

It's a man with the C.I.A.

It's not me that you're after it's not me that's gonna pay

It's not me that is guilty

It's a man with the C.I.A.

Hey hey hey

So there I stood before him a revolver in my hand

With one shot for the torture and a bullet for the man

So now I'm UP FOR MURDER on a charge I can't deny

Well there ain't no clues I'm bom to lose and no ones gonna ask me why

Wll it's not me that you're after it's not me that's gonna say

It's not me that is guilty

It's a man with the C.I.A.

It's not me that you're after it's not me that's gonna pay

It's not me that is guilty

It's a man with the C.I.A.

C.I.A.

C.I.A.

The C.I.A.