The True Story Of Harold Shipman Songtext

Won't you please speed it up
As i'm starting to cry

There's one thing he ain't
And thats saviour or saint
But a pleading complaint
Didn't pass him by

Most people I know
Are not black and not white
But a blend of all colours of darkness and light

A caricature isn't fair, isn't true
Any real human being is part me and part you

Police will inflate as the law says its fine
To accommodate tabloid with a solid headline
But a real psycho monster whose killing for a fame
Would leave notes for a claim to establish his name
Goor Morning to you
I want you to hear
The likely true story of Harold Shipman

You'll wake in the night
You'll be shaking with fright
But for God's sakes don't fall for a media demon

For God's sakes don't fall for a media demon

That's the likely true story of Harold Shipman