My hands around your throat and I'm looking in your eyes
They find you in they gutter, they wanna know why
Sitting in a room and they want me to confess it
With a cold blank stare, they're asking me questions
Caught on the scene, tell me about me
I wasn't in the ballroom, I wasn't in the hall
No matter where you think I was, I wasn't there at all
You'll never guess my name
Now you're trying to escape but you're blocked from all angles
As rabid dogs gnaw at your ankles
You look around the room, tell me who is who
It's the man in black and he's blackmailing you
Caught on the scene, tell me about me
It wasn't Mr. Green, it wasn't Mrs. White
It was me in the cellar with the cold lead pipe
And I led you to your grave
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