Wet Job Lyrics

He got out of bed and had his breakfast
He kissed his wife goodbye
As he was waiting for a bus
He got it on the sly
I got out of bed and had my breakfast
What is all this fuss?
And rush, rush.
Wet job. It's a scoop
Foreign body's in a suit
Wet job. It's a hit

And it wasn't them all with a syndicate
Foreign Office in the sht
‘Just a job' the coroner said
A dirty needle in the back of the leg
Hot shot hit it's spot
Sneaky little micro dot
Wet job. Catch your death
Foreign body's in a grave
Wet job. It's a sin.
Foreign office dirty linen
He got out of bed and had his breakfast
He kissed his wife goodbye
As he was waiting for a bus
He got it on the sly
Wet job …….