Camelot

Blackpool eyes
Ice-Nd heart, with
Forked tongue
And wicked smart

Great with his hands
Good at stealth, just
Fair at playing fair, and
Bad for your health

He took her there, just as the
Clients brief proposed, so
No one saw her leave, or
Where she was disposed

He was the man for the job
The man for the job
The man for the job
The man for the job
The man for the job

Quickly recognised, what next
For me and that Man just there, in our
Cold, instant connection, What I would
Do seemed just and fair

I knew it was him, for he didn't
Flinch as I'd have liked, Full circle
Came, jumped, my chance, knowing
For her I had to strike... And strike I did

I was the man for the job
The man for the job
The man for the job
The man for the job
The man for the job



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Reinders
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