Fingerprintz — Wet Job lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "Wet Job" by Fingerprintz.
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 …