Morning Final

Blue Oyser Cult

He caxst a grim shadow

Through the busy street

Said he was a junkie

And he punctuated his walk with a gun



Motiveless murder

The papers screamed

The cops all said

The crowed was iced by the sight



Oh, baby, don't it make you feel so bad

Dark clouds are over the street

After what I read I can hardly feel my heart

My heart beat



Oh, baby, don't it make you feel so bad

Dark clouds are over the street

After what I read I can hardly feel my heart

My heart beat



Down the subway stairs

After him the leapt

An echo snap and scream of fire

The hot pursuit was done

For the last time he felt the light

And gave up his last fight



Oh, baby, don't it make you feel so bad

Dark clouds are over the street

After what I read I can hardly feel my heart

My heart beat



Paper! Paper! Extra!

Man killed in subway!

No motive for it!

Extra! Read all about it!

Paper! Police say no motive for murder in subway!

Paper! Read all about it!

Paper Mister?