Inspired by Waking the Dead, Other People's Partners aching lament for doomed Tara (forensic scientist Eve in the hit TV series) will make the hairs stand up on the back of your neck. (Photo with thanks from Unreality TV http://primetime.unrealitytv.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/tarafitzgerald.jpg)
Lyrics:
My name is Tara, I'm the forensic scientist in this constabulary
I'm the only bobby in the world with this particular ability
Although I'm usually in the lab, I'm always keen to join the action
I can carbon date a skull and I'm an expert in putrefaction
I rarely see the sunlight
And I do it on my own
I'm at the cellar door, I've tried the light and it doesn't work and the
Killer could be down there -- I hope he doesn't go berserk
I've stepped in something it might be blood It's certainly something with high viscosity
But as I bend down to take a sample something grabs onto my knee
I wish I'd called for backup
But I do it on my own
I'm in a house in a forest, I wake up am I still dreaming?
I go into the misty woods, I need to investigate the screaming
I try the torch there is no light, these supermarket batteries are so shite
I hear the voices from behind, they sound much louder in the night
I wish I'd called for backup
But I do it on my own
I'm coming round from a blow to the head, I realise I'm tied to the bed
And I guess this proves the others right, my boyfriend's tied me up real tight
I thought he loved me, he seemed so nice, but he really wanted me for a sacrifice
Grace could see it this proves that her -- theory was right he's in love with Lucifer
Too late to call for backup
I've done it on my own.
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