Blue Murder
Tom Robinson Band
He wasn't a loony with a sawn-off gun
A dangerous terrorist on the run
He'd never been mugging or molested a nun
He was really quite a regular guy
Six pints sober in the club one night
He started to argue with the law outside
Gets arrested and his hands are tied
Liddley-die
Lie, lie, lie diddley lie
Die, die, die Liddley die
Well they kicked him far and they kicked him wide
He was kicked outdoors, he was kicked inside
Kicked in the front and the back and the side
It really was a hell of a fight
He screamed blue murder in the cell that night
But he must have been wrong cos they all deny it
Gateshead station police and quiet
Liddley-die
Lie, lie, lie diddley lie
Die, die, die Liddley die
It was eight to one and the one man died
But the coroner said he was satisfied
Killing Liddle was justified
He really was a desperate man
So if you figure on staying alive
Button your lip and just swallow your pride
And don't make trouble when your hands are tied
Liddley-die
Lie, lie, lie diddley lie
Why, why, why Liddley die?