"Bad Alibi"

When you get home at 5am
To a locked and bolted door
With all the old excuses
That wonít help you anymore
Go on and think of someone else
Who might support that lie
Donít use me
I'm a bad alibi

The police come calling
To carry you away
Youíre looking for a name to call
So you wonít have to stay
The cops donít trust me anymore
Iím sure I donít know why
I guess I'm just a bad alibi

Grim reaper looks for you
And hopes to drag you in
Another quiet judgment day
To pay for all your sin
A few words from me
And you just might get by
He knows me well
I'm a bad alibi




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