Up For Murder

'Id like to sing this song called Up For Murder'
Well take a look and listen to the things that I have said
Well could I really tell the truth with a rifle at my head
Yeah, I gunned down a president
And I have done a crime
But now youve got to listen cos Im running out of time
Its not me that youre after its not me thats gonna pay
Its not me that is guilty
Its a man at the C.I.A.
So I got put in jail because I got into a fight
And while I was in prison I got beat up every night
Torture it was blackmail I was messed up with *******
And then they had me thinking that I knew just who to blame
But its not me that youre after its not me thats gonna pay
Its not me that is guilty
Its a man with the C.I.A.
Its not me that youre after its not me thats gonna pay
Its not me that is guilty
Its a man with the C.I.A.
Hey hey hey
So there I stood before him a revolver in my hand
With one shot for the torture and a bullet for the man
So now Im UP FOR MURDER on a charge I cant deny
Well there aint no clues Im bom to lose and no ones gonna ask me why
Wll its not me that youre after its not me thats gonna pay
Its not me that is guilty
Its a man with the C.I.A.
Its not me that youre after its not me thats gonna pay
Its not me that is guilty
Its a man with the C.I.A.
C.I.A.
C.I.A.
The C.I.A.
'Thank you, this is Mike Peters'