Capo 3
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They repealed the Bloody Code
So there's no bodies to be sold
To the medical school supply
A lecturer would pay, it's known
A clever man might find his own
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And sell it to the sawbones on the sly

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It started at the inn we keep
A lodger there died in his sleep
And bills needed paying, of course
Well no-one there would know his name,
And you know it'd be a shame
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To bury such a valuable corpse.

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It's wrong, it's right
It's black and it's white
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We're creeping through the alleys
In the dead of the night
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We'd stop, if we could,
But the money's so good
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It won't be long before the stiffs
Are dying of fright
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No, it won't be long before the stiffs are dying of fright!

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We went and knocked on Knox's door
He gave us 7-pounds-ten for
A body to dissect in the lab
Another tenant's fallen sick
Some whiskey ought to do the trick
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To help her on her way to the slab

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No more tenants getting ill
How're we gonna pay the bills?
Working isn't really our style.
To rob from graves we're not inclined -
Though punishment is just a fine -
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We don't find the labour worthwhile.

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It's wrong, it's right
It's black and it's white
{Fm C#+7+5 Bbm C}
We're creeping through the alleys
In the dead of the night
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We'd stop, if we could,
But the money's so good
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It won't be long before the stiffs
Are dying of fright
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No, it won't be long before the stiffs are dying of fright!

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The bodies started piling in
The doc' doesn't suspect a thing
He never asks us where we've been
Perhaps he doesn't care
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So go and fetch your knife my friend
The good fortunes will never end
At least until they apprehend
Mr Burke and Mr Hare

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It's wrong, it's right
It's black and it's white
We're creeping through the alleys
In the dead of the night
We'd stop, if we could,
But the money's so good
It won't be long before the stiffs
Are dying of fright
No, it won't be long before the stiffs are dying of fright!

It's wrong, it's right
It's black and it's white
We're creeping through the alleys
In the dead of the night
We'd stop, if we could,
But the money's so good
It won't be long before the stiffs
Are dying of fright
No, it won't be long before the stiffs are dying of fright!