The Lucksmiths - World Encyclopedia of Twentieth Century Murder lyrics

Around here the roofs are redder And the houses are closer together But the people are further apart And it doesn't ever really get dark I bury myself in books I'm very good at murderous looks Gods knows how I can sleep The company I keep I keep myself amused I keep it to myself It's not that I'm confused It's just that I can tell It's not a normal thing To be interested in But there's nothing wrong with me These walls are paper-thin I can hear everything Stock still and perfectly silent Violently unhappy or happily violent? I keep myself amused I keep it to myself It's not that I'm confused It's just that I can tell It's not a normal thing To be interested in But there's nothing wrong with me From Jack Henry Abbott to the Red Light Bandit From Dr Crippen to the Yorkshire Ripper The bu*ton and Badge Murder The Brides in the Bath Murders Ten Rillington Place to the Green Bicycle Case You can't trust anyone these days