Monday, September 25, 2006
Over my head
posted by John Davies at 11:09 PM

Over my head I hear rotors in the air Over my head I hear rotors in the air Over my head I hear rotors in the air There must be a crime somewhere
O when I'm having breakfast I hear rotors in the air And when it's nearing lunchtime I hear rotors in the air And when it's time for dinner I hear rotors in the air There must be a crime somewhere
Over my head I hear rotors in the air...
O all the way to Anfield I hear rotors in the air And down to Dwerryhouse Field I hear rotors in the air I've been keeping my eyes peeled I hear rotors in the air There must be a crime somewhere
Over my head I hear rotors in the air...
Above the many mourners I hear rotors in the air And the watchers on street corners I hear rotors in the air The Echo hacks did warn us There'd be rotors in the air There must be a crime somewhere
Over my head I hear rotors in the air...
By shops with locked-down shutters I hear rotors in the air Under pigeon-frenzied gutters I hear rotors in the air With our vagrant Bill who mutters 'I hear rotors in the air' There must be a crime somewhere Over my head I hear rotors in the air...
And now it's nearly bed time I hear rotors in the air Still scanning us for gun crime I hear rotors in the air There's reason but there's no rhyme I hear rotors in the air There must be a crime somewhere
Over my head I hear rotors in the air...
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