Booked On Suspicion

Lyrics

The king of cool was dragged from his grave In a cinematic style with a zoom lens, still frame Perched on gilded litter, abandoned by the night Hear my soliloquy beneath the dim street lights Booked on suspicion Feeling the crush Booked on suspicion Outta luck The tongue of reaction in a vendetta hallway Twenty-one nights of fear on the killing floor Booked on suspicion Feeling the crush Booked on suspicion Outta luck [Guitar solo] The tongue of reaction in a vendetta hallway Twenty-one nights of fear on the killing floor Booked on suspicion Feeling thе crush Booked on suspicion Outta luck [x2]