It was the perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect
The mogul fingers a one guy, one guy
The bagman's quaking at the fingers
The perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect crime
Two words are spoken with tap wire
As we mouth our silent goodbyes
It stinks of slumber and disaster
It was the perfect crime
The perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect
It was the perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect
The perfect, perfect, perfect, perfect
It was the perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect
It was the perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect
The perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect crime
The perfect, the perfect, the perfect, perfect crime
The perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect
A dawn obscured by slight sky raining
It was the perfect crime
A teenage lookout on the signal tower
The perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect crime
The perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect
A night so dark in the waning
A shot ring's out from somewhere upstairs
It was the perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect
It was the perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect
A well-dressed man in the cross hairs
The valley's sleeping like a bastard
Five and twenty burglars by the reservoir
Perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect
It was like a ticker-tape parade
The perfect, the perfect, the perfect, it's the perfect crime
And we all gaze from eye to eye
The agent's pull finds a surefire backfire
The hand-off glance a little lingers
The perfect, the perfect, the perfect, perfect crime
When the plastic unsafe was blown away
It was the perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect
The perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect
The Moguls daughter in hard time