Blue Murder - Alan Hull, Ray Jackson, Ken Craddock

Hey, wake up, take off your make-up or don’t you dare?

Hey, look up, don’t you think you’re shook-up or don’t you care?

I am what you think I am, man, that’s neither here nor there

I really do not care, the time has come for me to

Scream blue murder, scream blue murder

I know that look on your face, seen it many many times before

I can read it like a book, it’s becoming a bit of a bore

I am the apple man and I’m rotten to the core

I’m rotten to the core, the time has come for you to

Scream blue murder, scream blue murder

Would you like to sweep it clean and use your nice new brush?

Or take a chance on the future, get swallowed by the crush?

If you want to pull it off, you’re gonna have to learn to push

The time has come for us, the time has come for us to

Scream blue murder, scream blue murder

Scream blue murder, scream blue murder

Scream blue murder, scream blue murder