Here in the bar the boys like to have fun. There's a wager lost and an argument won. There's a stone-washed damsel on a junk food run. It's a kinder murder. There's a ladder to heaven from a battered stiletto. Spitting out the words that he put into her mouth. See her in silhouette going down south. It's a kinder murder. It's a kinder murder. She could have kept her knees together. Should have kept her mouth shut. It's a kinder murder. It's a kinder murder. Jimmy took her down to the perimeter fence. He was back in half an hour he said he left her senseless. Then he went back to his regiment. It's a kinder murder. The officer said it has to be denied. There's a tear-stained would-be teenage bride. All the family pride in the little ram-rider. It's a kinder murder. It's a kinder murder. She could have kept her knees together. Should have kept her mouth shut. It's a kinder murder. It's a kinder murder. The child went missing and the photo fit his face. Dishonoured Jimmy just read about the case. He said that he was just taking up space. It's a kinder murder. Jimmy took his best friend's keys from the pile on the table in a flash. He was dreaming of the pigskin seats and the walnut dash. The knickers in her handbag and the one false eyelash. It's a kinder murder. It's a kinder murder. She could have kept her knees together. Could have kept her mouth shut.