EBE So this is where he came to hide
EBE When he ran from you
E In a private detective overcoat
F#m And dirty dead men's shoes
 
EBE The pretty things of Knightsbridge
EBE Lying for of Minister of State
E Are a far cry from the nod and wink
F#m Here at Traitors' Gate
 
G#mC#m 'Cause the high heel he used to be has been ground down
F#sus4 And he listens for the footsteps
E/BB7 That would follow him around
 
EF#mG#mE To murder - my love - is a crime
F#mG#mAF#/A# Bsus4 G#/B# C#mAE But will you still love - a man out of time
 
EBE There's a tupenny ha'ppenny millionaire
EBE Looking for a fourpenny one
E With a tight grip on the short hairs
F#m Of the public imagination
 
EBE But for his private wife and kids somehow
EBE Real life becomes a rumour
E Days of Dutch courage, just three French letters
F#m And a German sense of humor
 
G#mC#m He's got a mind like a sewer and a heart like a fridge
F#sus4 He stands to be insulted
E/BB7 And he pays for the privilege
 
EF#mG#mE To murder - my love - is a crime
F#mG#mAF#/A# Bsus4 G#/B# C#mAE But will you still love - a man out of time
 
EBE The biggest wheels of industry
EBE Retire sharp and short
E And after the dinner overtures
F#m Are nothing but an afterthought
 
EBE Somebody's creeping in the kitchen
EBE There's a reputation to be made
E Whose nerves are always on the knife's edge
F#m And who's up late polishing the blade
 
G#mC#m Love is always scarpering or cowering or fawning
F#sus4 You drink yourself insensitive
E/BB7 And hate yourself in the morning
 
EF#mG#mE To murder - my love - is a crime
F#mG#mAF#/A# Bsus4 G#/B# C#mAE But will you still love - a man out of time