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    "Who Done It?" Lyrics

    Gerry Anderson feat. Harry Nilsson

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    It was a rainy night
    And all the windows were tight
    And there were thirteen people in the house
    The owner and his wife
    The butler and his wife
    Cook with her knife
    A couple named Smythe
    The Andersons were there
    With another strange pair
    And the scary caretaker and me

    The clock struck one, there was the sound of a gun
    And I heard somebody run away
    And the twelve who were alive had terror in their eyes
    And I overheard the Andersons say
    Who could have done it?
    Who could have done it
    And I wonder where's the cook and her knife
    Madam, said Adam, with his wife by his side,
    It was the shot we heard that took her life

    The other couple named Sloan and I ran to the phone
    To call the police, but just then
    All the power went out
    And we heard a great shout
    And we knew for some-one else it was the end
    And when the power came on
    We were shocked with alarm
    For instead of being twelve we were ten
    Who could have done it?
    Who could have done it?
    The Andersons were such a nice pair

    Now the owner and his wife
    Both afraid of their life
    So they hurried to the door to run away
    But before they got there
    There was a whistle through the air,
    Then another, then they both had passed away
    There were seven of us let now
    Afraid of death now
    But I knew it wasn't me or the Sloans
    Cause when the power went out
    And we heard the others shout
    We were out there in the hallway on the phone

    That left the butler and his wife
    And the couple named Smythe
    And the old scary caretaker too
    So the Sloans and I
    Who were both afraid to die
    Had to think of something quick we could do
    So we called the Smythes
    And the butler and his wife
    And we gathered in the drawing room
    But before we could call for the caretaker too
    It was too late for he had met his doom
    It looked like poison

    That left five, five, five were still alive
    The Sloans, the Smythes and myself
    Once again the lights went out
    and I heard a great shout
    From both the Smythes and the Sloans
    And then the light went on again
    And I looked around again
    And everybody was dead
    And I was alone

    Well, I must have past out
    For the next thing I knew
    I was awakened with my hands in chains
    There was a man with a gun
    And he said don't bother son
    You'll have plenty of time to explain

    I was rushed to a car
    Then taken to a cell
    And a lawyer came in and said his name
    He said I'm sure you told the truth
    But the truth is my boy
    To believe it the judge would be insane
    Now before I pass sentence on you
    Have you anything to say?
    I said, are you kidding?
    I said, this must be a dream
    I said, this can't be real
    You don't believe a word that I have said

    And then he looked me in the eye
    And said have mercy on his soul
    And I was hanged
    By the neck
    Until dead
    Have mercy

    Wait a minute, hey stop
    Would you mind rewinding that last sentence
    I mean, hang by the what?
    Until when?
    Hey, listen. I think you made a little
    I mean I think you made a large mistake here

    First of all
    I was in Colorado,
    Having breakfast with a nun, okay?
    What do you mean, there is nothing to get hung up about
    I mean, you should be up here
    Hey, have you ever heard of the word appeal?
    Well, I'm about to appeal you of that bench in a minute
    Unless you change that decision
    Listen, I got a lot, I mean I had a lot of friends in this town
    Hey I want to see my congress, man.
    This song was submitted on October 18th, 2016.
    Thanks to Snap for the contribution to this song.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc..
    Written by Harry Nilsson, Harry Edward Nilsson.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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