Det.L.Crumby
You hear the slap of a baton against a palm as the voice bleats on. "Yes now we are
getting somewhere, go on, I'm listening..."
Moan, I did the bank job
Moan, I shot the bank guard
Whimper I did it all, then scream, Society made me do it
Look around guiltily before saying, and I also wear women's underwear
Are you ready to give up?