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Sirens are howling blue lights are flashing

Casting a dance of ghostly shadows upon the wall

Investigators grope in the dark

It’s all a puzzle maybe a lark

They found the victim wrapped up in ties

A perfect round hole between nose and eyes

But all they know it’s number 17

Yes all they know the 17th crime

No sign to find or see

(a) job of high surgery

They’re all afraid

It’s a perfect crime

Like all previous, the victim was smiling

So peaceful and relaxed as if enjoying it’s dead

More than deceased you’d say that she’s asleep

This is what makes the mystery deep

You can bet! I’ve been here seven-teen bloody times

At the location of seventeen crimes

But all they know it’s number 17

Yes all they know the 17th crime

If they only knew what I know

If only they’d seen what I saw

They would agree

It’s a perfect crime

A perfect crime…