Suicide (Live)

歌詞

The paper called it suicide A bullet from a forty five Nobody cared, nobody cried Don't that make you feel sad Peter Brent combed his hair then sent For the police Policeman came, took Peter's name God may he rest in peace No one saw the note beside the body No one knew the problem but my God He was a suicide The body remains unidentified Forgotten in a file Like the letter that was blown aside Don't that make you want to smile a while Smile a little while For the suicide Yeah, baby No one was really satisfied About number eighty one The autopsy proved that Peter lied But they could never find the gun No one saw the note beside the body Nobody knew the problem but my God Suicide The paper called it suicide A bullet from a forty five Nobody cared, nobody cried Don't that make you want to boogie