[Verse 1]

This is the morning after, the one that lies before

They're crawling through your window, they're crawling through your door

I wish I could remember what all I did last night

If I was a good boy or if I started a fight

[Verse 2]

They're coming down for breakfast, the butcher and his wife

They got a little problem, a little domestic strife

He's looking very angry, she's sitting very still

I hope to get it worked out soon, oh for sure I will

[Chorus]

So much, so much for the evidence

So much, so much for the evidence

[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 3]

Well, something's wrong down in OK Corral, they're hanging Jesse James

The naked lady's vanished, the policemen are on parade

Then along comes Sherlock Holmes, that lucky seven percent

They just got back from Angola, sniffing cocaine in the tent

[Chorus]

So much, so much for the evidence

So much, so much for the evidence