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He writes paperbacks and publishes himself Sneaks into the book shop and puts them on the shelf He's tried getting them stocked properly, but the manager is tough And she refuses to sell the really violent stuff The shop is well stocked with romance, and there's plenty there for kids But his stories of destruction, she completely forbids And yet still he wears disguises and he puts on fake voices To get his books on the shelves among the more wholesome choices Because his books are about murder His books are about killing They focus upon vengeance In an attempt to be thrilling They don't hold back on the detail Even when maybe they should His books are about murder And they are filled with blood When they first started appearing, she flicked through the pages Although they turned her stomach, she thought about them for ages And she found, in time, that these sordid tales Stuck in her head like blood under fingernails Soon the romance novels bore her, she craves violence and more But she knows the local parents love her family-friendly store And so she clears them from the window and removes them from the shelf But every time he leaves a new one she takes a copy for herself His books are about murder His books are about killing They focus upon vengeance In an attempt to be thrilling They don't hold back on the detail Even when maybe they should His books are about murder And they are filled with blood.