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It's a mystery to meThe game commencesFor the usual feePlus expensesConfidential informationIt's in a diaryThis is my investigationIt's not a public inquiryI go checking out the reportDigging up the dirtYou get to meet all sortsIn this line of workTreachery and treasonThere's always an excuse for itAnd when I find the reasonI still can't get used to itAnd what have you got at the end of the day ?What have you got to take away ?A bottle of whisky and a new set of liesblinds on the window and a pain behind the eyesScarred for lifeNo compensationPrivate investigations