Dire StraitsPrivate Investigations

It's a mystery to me, the game commences For the usual fee, plus expenses Confidential information, it's a diary This is my investigation, it's not a public inquiry I go checking out the reports, digging up the dirt You get to meet all sorts in this line of work Treachery and treason, there's always an excuse for it And when I find the reason I still can't get used to it And what have you got at the end of the day? What have you got to take away? A bottle of whiskey and a new set of lies Blinds on the window and a pain behind the eyes Scarred for life, no compensation Private investigations
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