Sherlock

a little ditty- let's call it my love song to john and mary and sherlock

Not Your First

With the new series of Sherlock comes new Shrock. And whatever happens in His Last Vow I will always love Mary.

lyrics:

So here we are, on the big day, 
the three of us. 
And I know that you wish us 
all the happiness in the world. 

CHORUS: 
The thing is 
you and I both love John. 
The thing is 
I would never try to drive you apart. 
The thing is 
there have always been 
three people in this relationship. 

I know you think he makes you 
a better person, 
and while that's certainly true I'm sure you've 
always been more than you know. 

CHORUS 

Bridge: 
And I should probably be jealous 
that my husband's in love with another man. 
But the more time I spend with you 
the more I understand. 

CHORUS 

So don't be scared of what's to come, 
together we'll get through it, 
together we'll get through it, 
we'll get through it.

The Thing Is

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Yes. I went there.
Original song (c) Rihanna
Lyrics:
You have my heart
And we'll never be worlds apart
May be in CCTV screens
But you'll still be my star
Baby cause in the dark
You can't see my shiny car
That’s when I’ll kidnap you
For a quick drink or two
Because
[Chorus]
When Sherlock needs help we’ll help together
Told you I’d be here whenever
Said I'll watch my weight for you
Even though you’ll still like me chunky too
When the murders seem to clutter
And life makes you start to mutter
You can stand under my umbrella
You can stand under my umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh eh eh eh)
These governmental things, don’t make up for the happiness you bring
You're part of my entity, we’re both for Queen and Country
When the elections have passed away
And we’re sure of Korea’s stabili-tay
Again we can meet, and sleuth between the sheets
Because
[Chorus]
You can run into my car
It's OK don't be alarmed
So go on and let the rain pour
I'll be all you need and more
Because
[Chorus]
It's raining
Ooh baby it's raining
Baby come here to me
Come here to me
It's raining
Oh baby it's raining

Mystrade's Umbrella (Rihanna Cover)

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So... this isn't necessarily a Shrock song, but if you want to think of it as one, I view it kinda as a song from Clara's perspective about Harry. Yes, I just kinda wrote a song about two characters we haven't even seen yet in Sherlock. I'm just... that cool, I guess.

LYRICS:

We all have our vices
My sin is my lover
Her sin in the drink in her lover’s hand

They crucify they deliver
And I can’t turn away
From her outstretched hand

You pretend, you pretend
You pretend, you pretend
Oooh you, pretend and pretend
You pretend and pretend…

We all have our voices
Mine never shuts up until I forget
How to breathe

She’s a bore she’s a pirate
Always thinking ‘bout the bitter things
That bring me to my knees

Ooh oh (guitar solo?)

You pretend, you pretend
You pretend you pretend
Ooh you—you pretend, you pretend
You pretend you pretend

When someone asks you your age
You have to—think about it
So you won’t say “too long,”

Pretend, Pretend

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This is undignified shmoop and I have no excuse for it.
However, it think it's one of the cleaner songs I've done recently...
LYRICS:
There’s a mystery John
I think you’ll love it
Lots of chasing
And creepy puppets
221B can wait for a while
And when we get back,
we’ll both be laughing
And you might forgive me
For what I’m lacking
I just never find the words
But broken whole or in between
Our eyesex will go down in history
CHORUS
I took too long, I made mistakes
But I’m sorry John, I knew you’d wait
Sherlock Holmes is not the same
Without a Watson at his side
And you are the one, I—
And you are the one, I—
What’s wrong with loving
The intellectual thrill
Of solving the crimes
that’ve gone stagnant and still
There’s not much that can keep me occupied
But when the boredom comes
Creeping in
You open the window and
Let the sun in
Do you do the same for Sarah?
And it’s dull that you haven’t noticed yet
When we have each other, our lives are set
CHORUS
You may be not as smart of me
But I have a high opinion of you
You’re a tiny ninja wrapped in lumpy sweaters
And you’re my best friend that is true
And you are-
You are-
I took too long, I made mistakes
But I’m sorry John, I knew you’d wait
Sherlock Holmes is not the same
Without a Watson at his side
And you are the one, I—
And you are the one, I—Adore.
Adore.

The One I

Home

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Sorry it's been so long! Christmas shrock hopefully on the way... but for now... a song about Sherlock and drugs yay!

LYRICS
Just another day
Just another night
Just another case
Just another high

My hands shouldn’t tremble like this
But the violin sounds so sweet
When I play it like I do my veins
Like the strangers on the street

Don’t ask where I’m going
Cause I’m already gone

CHORUS
I don’t need a heart, I don’t need a soul
I just need a moment, a backdoor
Don’t want to die here, growing old
I’m the final call
You’ll call me when you’re done
You won’t take a moment, a moment
To see what I’ve become (what I’ve become)

Just another case
Just another crime
I guess I’ve gone too far again
I told you I’m fine

Let them live their petty lives
As they lie and lie and lie and lie
I’ll become untouchable
No one will even cry

Don’t take away my poison
It’s the only cure I know

CHORUS

With or without
High or sunk below
You say I’m moving too fast
But I feel so slow…

Fast/Slow

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I'm so, so sorry.
Original song Jesse McCartney, le duh.
LYRICS:
[Intro:]
I don't want any other pretty face
I don't want a kitchen without mold
I don't want my gun to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful skull
You said you were going to get the milk
Instead you went off to meet Moriarty alone
Why can’t you see, that’s a bloody stupid thing to do
When your blogger will always be here for you
[Chorus:]
I don't want any other pretty face
I don't want a kitchen without mold
I don't want my gun to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful skull
There are cabs we have to chase
There are criminals to hold
I won’t let another minute go to waste
I want you and your beautiful skull
Yeah
You might need time to think it over
Get it through that bloody brain of yours
Do not delete:
We’re partners in crime now
We’ll make the bad guys cry, c’mon let’s try
[Chorus]
Am I crazy for wanting this
Never thought battle was the thing I’d miss
But come on now we’re wasting time
I can’t see things the way you do
But I know that you can see it too
We’re unstoppable side by side
[Chorus]
I don't want any other pretty face
I don't want a kitchen without mold
I don't want my gun to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful skull
There are cabs we have to chase
There are criminals to hold
I won’t let another minute go to waste
I want you and your skull
I don't want any other pretty face
I don't want a kitchen without mold
I don't want my gun to go to waste
I want you and your beautiful skull
Ooooooo
Beautiful skull, yeah
Oooooo, yeah
Your beautiful skull
Yeah

Beautiful Skull (Jessie McCartney Parody)

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Inspired by S2E2. I have now written a song (technically) centered around every episode! I think 'The Woman, The Hound, The Fall' will be a mainly S2-inspired compilation, anyway. Sorry it's taken so long and I hope you enjoy! (Next song is some promised Mystrade, but will probably focus around Not-My-Division Lestrade. Also more Molly because I love Molly. And Moriarty. Oh, the excitement!)

Also: beautiful a cappella cover done by satousmuses you should definitely check out!: http://soundcloud.com/satousmuses/hounded


LYRICS:
The hound is here living in the day
I’m perfectly fine in every single way
I have no fear I am Sherlock Holmes
I follow dangerous wherever it goes

Nothing can’t be explained, no monstrous dog or cat
But how my hand shakes, take a look at that
Now afraid of monsters, of the creeping night
My body betrays me and it’s fight or flight

Because it’s on the prowl
The fear
It eats up your mind
I fear
He’s in my head
I fear
You’re on my mind
You have no right to be there

I have no friends I have no heart
Don’t give me that face, don’t even start
There’s nothing wrong with me, my mind is sane
For if it’s not, I have lost the game

Because it’s on the prowl
The fear
It eats up your mind
I fear
He’s in my head
I fear
You’re on my mind
You have no right to be there

I don’t understand, but don’t turn away
I have just one friend, I would prefer he stay
You’re brilliant, John, in your respective part
Your conductive light breaking me apart

Here’s the game
And here are you
Here’s my brain
And here are the clues
I would rather be blind
All I have is my mind
All I have is my mind

Chasing the hound into the light of day
We’re perfectly fine in every single way
You have no fear running with Sherlock Holmes
We follow dangerous wherever it goes
Wherever it goes

Hounded

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I... went there. Set during the Great Game, when Sherlock is having too much fun to realize Moriarty is a freaking psycho. (Well, too much fun to care.)

LYRICS:
(Sherlock) I never really knew puzzles could be like this
All these crimes to solve its absolute bliss
No thing as heroes, John
And if there were
I’m not one
This is too much fun

One pink iPhone and some mysterious calls
The chases thrill me and the game is on
If I’m wise the solution’s mine
And then the man and then I’ve won the prize

CHORUS
Oh I’m on fire tonight
The clues don’t lie
And I’m starting to finalize
My ideas behind
The mastermind
I’m getting closer with every life on the line

(John) Sherlock, you can’t really leave us hanging
There are innocents at stake
But see? A little information on the planets
Would make a more solvable case

Though when you walk up to the crime scene
Nobody can ignore you, with your swishy coat and ice cold stare
Sherlock this man is really twisted, hooking up children and old women
And creating all these bombing scares

(Sherlock) One pink iPhone and some mysterious calls
The chases thrill me and the game is on
If I’m wise the solution’s mine
And then the man and then I’ve won the prize

CHORUS
Oh I’m on fire tonight
The clues don’t lie
And I’m starting to finalize
My ideas behind
The mastermind
I’m getting closer with every life on the line

Cause I’m on fire tonight
The clues don’t lie
And Moriarty is my guy
Bruce-Partington Plans
At midnight
At the pool where Carl Powers died

The results back from the Morgue, congrats Ian Monkford on relocation to Colombia

CHORUS

Clues Don't Lie (Shakira Parody)

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Because. I can't help myself, okay?
When I get sad I imagine Sherlock Holmes as a retired crabby old gentleman in Sussex cooing to his bees and yelling at his neighbors before airing all their dirty laundry and almost blowing up his cottage because EXPERIMENTS and Watson visiting him and being like "Dude, what?" and then they have tea and Sherlock hints that John must be lonely all by himself in a house that reminds him of his dead wife and isn't the practice taxing maybe he should relax in that armchair in his house FOREVER and then Watson shakes his head and puts on his hat and promises to visit again the next day.

(And eventually moves in with him. Though that didn't happen in the books. I don't care. THEY ARE CRABBY OLD GENTLEMEN CACKLING TOGETHER AS THEY HOBBLE AWAY FROM THE VILLAGE MARKET HAVING SOLVED SOME MYSTERY BEFORE SOME MORE INCOMPETENT POLICE OFFICERS AND GOING HOME FOR TEA AND HONEY AFTERWARDS. OKAY? OKAY.)

LYRICS:

Oh I know one day that we’ll have to pay the fees
For our crazy life of danger; it’s what science decrees
They’ll tell us to slow down and take our pills
But if there’s any two to tempt Fate, us two will
Why not retire with me, my friend, I can keep bees

All your friends will have wrinkles on their cheeks
And all my old enemies shaking loose as leaves
And we’ll run we’ll run as far as fast as we can but
We might not have the legs to catch the man
But retire with me my friend, the running won’t cease

CHORUS
Oh, oh oh
Let’s keep bees
In a little cottage
In the middle of the trees
But near enough to the city that we can
Still bring those criminals to their knees
Oh oh oh
Let’s keep bees

I can see it all quite clearly
You, in a wicker armchair
Watching the sea
While I go sprawling on my hands and knees
Trying hard as ever to never please
Oh retire with me my friend, I won’t make fun if you wheeze

CHORUS

Oh I know we’re already growing old
You, with your aching shoulder
Me, constantly cold
So forgive me for mentioning it a bit too soon
But I’d love to spend the rest of my days with you
Retire with me my friend, we’ll howl at the moon
Oh retire with me my friend, and retire soon

Let's Keep Bees

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So credit to this goes entirely to Kaitlin (missingmymind), because she's the one who wrote it and I had a laugh reading it and said I'd sing it and she gave the go ahead and this was fun except when I was sick and kept disturbing my dorm-mates because I kept singing it.
BUT OVERALL IT WAS SUPERFUN.
So this is the embarrassing parody of a popular pop song turned Shrock for 'A Bit Not Good,' which ends the compilation. (Four compilations! 32 Shrock songs! That's... a lot...)

So without further ado.

LYRICS: (By missingmymind! Plus some mild switch-up via yours truly.)

Hey Watson won’t you look my way
I can be your new addiction
hey Watson what you got to say
on your brothers sad affliction
I’m a lonely consulting detective who needs a friend
I’ve found out that
everybody talks
everybody talks
everybody talks

CHORUS
it started with a whisper
when he became my blogger
moved right into Baker Street
I can hear the chit-chat
John and I just laugh
at how stupid people can be
when everybody talks back

hey Watson you could be my drug
you could be my new prescription
too much, get me an overdose
I’m so bored, the wall gets bullets
oh my my
shit
everybody talks
everybody talks
everybody talks
too much

CHORUS

Never thought I’d live to see the day
when everybody’s words got in the way
hey Watson, Moriarty’s here
all I’ve given you is fiction
hey Watson now I have to fall

CHORUS
it started with a whisper
when Moriarty talked the kid’s book
had tea right there in Baker Street
You will hear the chit-chat
John please just laugh
I have one more trick up my sleeve
and everybody talks back

everybody talks
everybody talks
everybody talks
back

Everybody Talks (About Sherlock) - Neon Trees Parody

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So NotDarkYet (http://oneoftheexactsciences.tumblr.com/, or http://soundcloud.com/notdarkyet) came to me with ideas and guitar chords in her magical pocket and we collaborated on this song. It's complete domesticity and Sherlock-and-John bickering, which was really fun to write: I wrote all of Sherlock's parts, and she John's. She came up with the basic melody, and I the chorus, and then we fiddled around and viola! Enjoy!

Also in terms of compilations (cause I like to keep my Shrock songs tidy, I guess), this is the first on the new one called 'Oh God, Yes.' Just for reference. :)

LYRICS:

J: There’s never any milk in the fridge
and no beans and no toast
and if there’s tea
it’s probably contaminated with Sulphide.

But being out of milk is not even the worst thing
cause you play your bloody violin in the middle of the night

When I need the sleep cause I have to be
in the surgery at 6
and Sarah will kill me
if I fall asleep at work one more time.

S: I don’t even sleep I don’t understand
How in just one moment when I turn my back
My chemicals are down the sink
And the livers in the trash
 
And if my mind is a finely tuned machine
It’s no wonder milk keeps slipping out of it
 
You’re always going to the pub when I need you here
And staying around when I want you gone
You need to replace your crappy phone
And stop complaining about what I’ve done wrong
 
CHORUS
J: You always do less than your share of things to do
Why do I put up with this, living with
You?
 
S: You’re so stuck in the mundane you can’t even move
Why do I put up with this, living with
You?

J: You know it’s your turn to do the dishes
and it’s been for the last three weeks. 
and, christ, what is that head
still doing in the fridge?
 
And I can’t even bring my girlfriends home
cause you are always rude to them and I’m single again faster than I can blink.
 
And no, I won’t send another text for you
and I won’t hand you that bloody phone
you can find someone else to pass you a pen
if I catch you with my laptop once again.


S: The dishes are boring, cleaning's boring
You're always asking me to do things that are dull
And when life gets exciting again
You say you want to watch crap telly instead

But I know that's not right because your hands doesn't tremble any more
And your leg is doing fine

Stop irritating me about the solar system
Or pointing out my lack of care
If you're so concerned about it
Why do you still live here?

CHORUS

S: Stop letting Mycroft in the flat
He's annoying and ruthless and getting fat
Fatter than he was anyway
By the way, he's still convinced we're gay

(While John goes)
Its manners to let Mycroft into the flat
It'd probably be easier if you didn't call him fat
He's not as fat as he was anyway
Does he still think we're gay?

J: But nothing ever happened to me before you came around
And I don’t think I can go back now

S: Cause you may be annoying and you may be dull
J: And you may be a mess and talk too much to your skull
S: But there’s not much that I can guarantee
Other than bored you and I will never be

J: You're a brilliant madman, the best I ever knew
That's why I put up with this
Living with you

S: You're my best friend, my only friend, it's true
That's why I put up with this
Living with you

You're my best friend, my only friend, it's true
S + J: That's why I put up with this
Living with you

Living With You (with NotDarkYet)

DOWNLOAD LINK: http://www.mediafire.com/?t58kk27p22fra83

So remember when people asked for MorMor?

Yeah, well. How about some super depressing one-sided post-Reichenbach MorMor?

LYRICS:
Good night, sleep well
Hope it’s not boring in Hell
I remember your sofa and the way it meant nothing
To you why would it mean a damn thing to me at all

What did you think I would do?
Something big and drastic, like a fool?

Did you expect me to

CHORUS
Cry?
Or die?
The lies
That you told me are the reason I survive

I was never lost
So don’t you dare say you found me
I kissed you I tasted
The blood in my mouth
I said let’s get away
I bet there’s other games to play
You slapped me across the face
Said there’s no one else
Like him

And I’m not him
Bizarre or brilliant or worth your time

I bet you wanted me to

CHORUS

At least call me by my name when you fuck me over
At least Sherlock’s life is over
At least I’m still a one-man show
And you’ll never know
No you’ll never know

That I wanted to 

CHORUS

And I survive

Survive

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I needed some uke in the compilation "Oh God, Yes." Then Mycroft was suddenly singing a lullaby to get young Sherlock the fuck to sleep. But nicely?
Enjoy!

LYRICS:

Sherlock go to sleep
I am tired and so is Mummy
The frogs will be there tomorrow

Your questions do attest
To the intelligence you possess
There’s time for that tomorrow, but for right now close your eyes child

The world’s not that hard to dance through
Just take a partner and spin
Cast off if you need to
You faithful child, you just don’t know how to win

Why fake it through the day
If everything’s not okay
I’ll answer that tomorrow, but for right now close your eyes child

We are different
We see what others can’t
We feel what other’s don’t have to

Protect your heart Sherlock
Alone is what protects you
Alone protects me too

I’ll keep you warm and close
And in the morning we’ll have toast
But the morning is tomorrow, so for right now close your eyes child

Lullaby for a Young Scientist

Moriarty didn't die during Riechenbach, and has captured John. John refuses to give any information on Sherlock, never has, never will.
Basically this song punches me in my feels, and I hope it does the same to you.
Enjoy?

Original song (c) Bruno Mars

LYRICS

Burn it down, blow it up,
That’s just how you live oh
Steal, kill, break it all
But I’ll never give

Always knew you were trouble
From the first call
Your crimes had Sherlock smitten—
He was so smitten…

Give me all you have, toss me in the trash
I refuse to utter a word
Give me all you got, just don’t you think you’ve won
I guess you just haven’t heard

CHORUS
I’d catch a grenade for him
Throw my hand on a blade for him
I’d jump in front of a train for him
You think this will make me just give you him

Oh oh you can call me insane
But I’d take a bullet straight through my brain
Yes I would die for Sherlock Holmes—
And he would do the same.

Black, black, black and blue, beat me till I’m numb
Tell the devil I said ‘hey’ when you get back to where you’re from
Moriarty, evil bastard, yes I saw your card
Sick and twisted but it’s not like I can change who you are

Give me all you have, toss me in the trash
I refuse to utter a word
Give me all you got, just don’t you think you’ve won
I guess you just haven’t heard

CHORUS

If you set me on fire
Oh you think Sherlock will go down in flames
He won’t go out, he’ll just burn higher
Because he’s smarter smarter smarter than that
And he fell off a roof for me

Took a while but now I see

Oh oh you can call me insane
Go on—shoot me straight through my brain
Yes I would die for Sherlock Holmes—
And he would do the same.

Yes he would do the same
And now I'll do the same

Grenade (Sherlockified)

I've always wanted to do a Ke$ha parody, and after a couple weeks of complete lack of inspiration, I found a brief muse.

But this song is titled 'The Great Haitus' for a reason. I'm taking a break from Shrock music for my senior year, probably until Sherlock season three comes out--or, well, maybe for longer than that. My muse has been burning low for a while, even with all your lovely ideas, and I'm ready to expand my music to greater variety and reaches of the genre of singer-songwriter. But this experience has been incredible, and I think each and every single one of you for it.
I'll still be around on the tumblr now and then, to keep up with the new shrock other brilliant artists will create, and might perform another internet concert later on in the year--and I'll definitely keep you guys up to date about my other musical adventures. Hint: I'm in the midst of a big one right now.

Of course, feel free to contact me, for any reason! I love hearing from you guys and always will.

So here it is: the last song in my sixth compilation, "People Always Talk." Enjoy, and as always, shrock on,

Kayla Maria, or A Bromance in Bohemia


LYRICS:
I hear your heartbeat echo in my brain
Oh what a shame that you came here with a cane
So come let’s go on a chase
To make the most of the night we gotta make haste

Young hearts, taxi cabs
We’re no good but we’ll catch the bad
Adrenaline junkies, running fast
Leaving behind your broken past
Don’t care whose watching when we’re tearing it up
We got deductions Anderson can’t touch

Looking for serial killers tonight
That’s the wrong way, John, but you’re starting to get it right
You’ll take the flat, I can tell by your run
Better than Christmas, it’ll be so fun 

I hear your heartbeat echo in my brain
Oh what a shame that you came here with a cane
So come let’s go on a chase
To make the most of the night we gotta make haste

Way beyond the greatest game
The woman who beat you who held the reins
Hounds and fear, all the time
Moriarty trying to mess with our mind
It’s pretty obvious the police will talk
Mycroft can’t help us now and you’re all I got

You punched a policeman I held you at gunpoint
It’s hard to run when we’re attached at the wrist joint
I think I’m starting to understand why
No matter where I go you’re by my side

I hear your heartbeat echo in my brain
Oh what a shame that you came here with a cane
So come let’s go on a chase
To make the most of the night we gotta make haste

I hear my name echo in the air
Oh how I wish I could bring you if I dared
Well what’s the point in that
Please make the most of my absence, but keep the flat
Please make the most of my absence, but keep the flat

Make Haste (The Great Haitus) - Ke$ha Parody

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It's called that because I thought 'Sherlock Holmes, you're a dick' would be a rubbish title. I blame some people on tumblr for the overall existence of this.

Lyrics:

It really wouldn't kill you
to do the shopping once in a while.
At least wash up your mug
after I've made you tea.

And no, it's absolutely
not okay
if you wear my pants
when you can't find yours.

CHORUS
Sherlock Holmes, you're a dick,
why do I even put up with you?
Sometimes you really make me sick,
but I also wanna... kiss you?

huh

Maybe you could stop
ruining my dates all the time.
You can just text me when you need
something from the supermarket.

There's no need to show up
in person every time.
It doesn't even matter where I go,
you always find me.

CHORUS
Sherlock Holmes, you're a dick,
why do I even put up with you?
Sometimes you really make me sick,
but also... kinda horny?

Bridge:
But that's only because
I never get anywhere with my dates
and because
I spend all my time
with you

But let's be honest
I like spending time with you.
I like you in general,
at least when I don't wanna punch you.

And yesterday I caught Molly
staring at your arse,
and even worse,
I caught myself doing the same.

CHORUS
Sherlock Holmes, you're a dick but I
wouldn't have you any other way.
Wait a second, what exactly
is going on here?

Sherlock Holmes, you've got a dick
and suddenly I'm interested in that.
Oh God, I think
you made me bi.


Worst Flatmate Ever

IT'S ABIB, BITCH! :) This was requested by an anon, who said: "Could you do a song about Sherlock and his mind? The whole 'everything else is transport' attitude. Thanks :D"

Enjoy, and shrock on!

Lyrics:

If you had a computer
7G or whatever that means
And it ran so fast you could barely keep up

Half the day spent slaving away
At putting facts in folders and sending data on it’s way
What would you say

If someone told you it was necessary
To know the stars and their old fairy
tales

Well believe me it’s my brain to carry
And I don’t need anything extranesary
To stop me from knowing what I know best

I know crime, crime is mine
I know crime, crime is mine

CHORUS
And if you don’t agree with me
You’re probably wrong cause I don’t clutter my mind
With things like buying milk and what’s the time

There are things we need to know
And things we don’t
Everything else is transport

A banker, a writer, an old “friend,” a Spider
What might all these things have to do with me?

If I preoccupied myself with troubles
Like making sure experiment bubbles
Don’t ruin the blouse of your latest conquest

As for my own, I don’t need any other woman or man
To tell me what is right or wrong, to tell me when I’m out of hand
Except you

We know crime, and there’s no time
We know crime, and there’s no time

CHORUS

Sherlock

The Big Sad