Instrumental - Moriarty (to the tune of Lady Gaga’s Paparazzi) | Текст песни

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• Moriarty (to the tune of Lady Gaga’s Paparazzi)

Up at the lab
Molly’s heart on a slab
So, yeah, I’m gay, it’s true
I dressed up just for you
Leave my number here
I’m waiting for you, my dear

Meet at the pool
My phone rings but it’s cool
‘cause I think you’re impressed
that I’ve got Watson in a vest
with a bomb strapped to his chest

And oh, about those plans

I don’t need them, honey
I’ve got tons of money
I’m Jim, I’m Jim Moriarty
Baby, I will be your nemesis
You’ll grow to loathe me
I’m Jim Moriarty

Sherlock, I O U
You’re gonna die ‘cause that’s what people do
Final problem’s starting
Mycroft, you’ll be sorry
You’ll be burned by Moriarty

Daddy’s the one
Always pulling the strings
Bank of England is mine
With a few simple lines
Now I’m Mr. Sex
My spiderwebs, they all connect

Up on the roof
All I need is the proof
I have owed you so long
Now it’s time for the fall
Live the fairy tale
Then we can shake hands in hell

‘Cause the storyteller says

My name’s Richard Brook but Sherlock
You can see right through me
Knows I’m Moriarty
I’m your nemesis, but staying alive
Is so boring
Was I Moriarty?

So you’ll be falling down
And honey, you should see me in a crown
John’ll never doubt me
Dunno what you’ll do without me
There’s no Moriarty

Feeling good, we’re dancing to Beegees songs
Seb’ll snipe anybody who does me wrong
Wear Westwood and smile at guns
I may be crazy but I still have fun!

That’s what people do
A suicidal rooftop party
‘Cause I’m Moriarty
Baby, I will be your nemesis
And I am real, yes
I was Moriarty

So you’ll be falling down
And honey, you should see me in a crown
Sherlock, thank you, bless you
Ooh, I left a mess here
Believe in Jim Moriarty