There
is no crime
There
is no need to cry
What's
there to say?
Put
up a straight face
The
rumours fly
Every
where in silent mode
The
quiet discussion prevail
Talking
behind the back
There
is no crime
Why
dig up more holes?
On
a straight road it can be seen
The
lies popping up to say
No
crime no cry
Only
the guilty feel afraid
The
dig up holes will say
You
can't hol polloi the folks
There
is no crime
It
never walk up to the court
It
is canned in the store
The
lies popping up to say
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