Murder On Pitfour Street

There's been a murder on Pitfour St
The cops are called and paint a cover scene
A kid had tried to rob the liquor store
Another poor boy bleeding on the floor

There's been a murder on Pitfour St
I find it hard to find my sanity
I stain these walls with images of you
Sometimes it's hard to believe

Under the law. Rising above. She will burn she will blow
Don't you know that it's written in the constitution and the sweet one smiles upon me
Dig it up and discover that there's no solution and no-ones going to find you under the law

I got a postcard on Pitfour St.
The sky is grey and no-ones missing me
Cheap alcohol and wine good friends of mine
Sleeping in yesterday's news

Under the law. Rising above. She will burn she will blow
Don't you know that it's written in the constitution and the sweet one smiles upon me
Dig it up and discover that there's no solution and no-ones going to find you under the law
No-one's going to find me under the law, under law, Don't you know I'm
Shaking hands with Jesus and the mother of them all, the mother of them all
The mother of them all, will watch them fall beneath the shadows in the hall

Under the law. Rising above. She will burn she will blow
Under the law. Rising above. She will burn she will blow
Under the law. Rising above. She will burn she will blow



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Writer(s): David Richards
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