Flat Of Angles Lyrics - Fall

Dragnet for gun-blast man 

The papers had a father 

Holding up a picture 

His son-in-law killed her 

Yes he killed his wife 

She was wasting his life 

His veins are full of evil serum 

But what's done is done 

Now he's trapped in flat of angles 

Hiding in flat of angles 

Right down to it's gables 

And sometimes bell bust under 

The rings from many callers 

Coupon and gas-board man 

Dragnet for gun-blast man 

Who's trapped in flat of angles 

Rented cage is flat of angles 

Right down to it's gables 

And first he started on the floorboards 

One-hundred-twenty degrees from window 

Doors open to specification 

And keeps out stupid neighbours 

Very safe is flat of angles 

Cheap rent too his flat of angles 

Down to it's gables 

Here he fights to type 

Story of murder in his life 

Or soap operas all day 

In rooms of dirty laundry 

But I'm in flat of angles 

Hiding in flat of angles 

Right down to it's gables 

And the sun dragged him out one day 

From his laundry 

He saw mercenary eyes 

The streets are full of mercenary eyes 

Well stretched in flat of angles 

Not long left in flat of angles 

Down to the gables 

There's a big reward for gun-blast man 

A big reward for gun-blast man 

A big reward for gun-blast man 

Let us go up and write stories 

Dragnet 

Phone in for the dragnet man