Line Up
On the doorstep with the mail
A letter from the Police
Looking for a male
Who disturbed the peace
My description was a match
I did start to panic
I’m not their prize catch
It’s just a line up and that’s it
I went to the station
To join the line
It was a weird situation
The accused was about 5’9
With a shaved head
Wearing blue jeans
And his top was red
It was like a movie scene
We all stood in a row
I was number two
It wasn’t right from word go
They said “it’s you”
You’re having a laugh
That’s not right
That date I had a bath
And an early night
It wasn’t disturbing the peace
Murder was the case
Believe me please
Look at my face
Why would I kill?
I have no need
I feel ill
My hearts racing at a speed
They took my DNA
And my fingerprints
In the cell I stay
Lots of time to think
Will I get out?
Or on remand?
You can shout and shout
But they won’t answer your demands
To shed a tear
Is only natural
I’m full of fear
I need my family and pals
The door unlocked
The officer walked in
He apologised a lot
It was a misunderstanding
I took my belongings and the case
And began to run
To get from that place
As fast as I can
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