"Written after thirty six hours of drinking coffee

and trying to listen to the 1st 'Clash' album

in a slumbering block of flats.

Recorded a couple of weeks before 'turning professional'

at the tiny (but mighty) Pathway Studios in Islington,

where 'My Aim Is True' had been made 

in a total of 24 hours 

spread over 'sick-days' and 'holidays'

from my lovely 'day-job'. 

Andrew Bondar and Steve Goulding, 

from 'The Rumour' played bass and drums,

and a little while later Steve Nieve

added his low-budget tribute to Bernard Hermann."






Nice girls not one with a defect,
cellophane shrink-wrapped, so correct
Red dogs under illegal legs
She looks so good that he gets down and begs

Chorus

She is watching the detectives
Ooh, he's so cute
She is watching the detectives
when they shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
They beat him up until the teardrops start,
but he can't be wounded 'cause he's got no heart

Long shot of that jumping sign,
Invisible shivers running down my spine
Cut the baby taking off her clothes
Close-up of the sign that says,"We never close"
You snatch tune, you a match a cigarette,
She pulls the eyes out with a face like a magnet
I don't know how much more of this I can take
She's filing her nails while they're dragging the lake

(chorus)

You think you're alone until you realize you're in it
Now fear is here to stay, Love is here for a visit
They call it instant justice when it's past the legal limit
Someone's scratching at the window. I wonder who is it?
The detectives come to check if you belong to the parents
who are ready to hear the worst about their daughter's disappearance
Though it nearly took a miracle to get you to stay,
it only took my little fingers to blow you away

Just like watching the detectives
Don't get cute
It's just like watching the detectives
I get so angry when the teardrops start,
but he can't be wounded 'cause he's got no heart
Watching the detectives
It's just like watching the detectives