Plan B - Suzanne

Suzanne..
Takes you down to her place in the river..
You can hear the boats go by..
You can spend the say beside her..

Shes around here somewhere,
Somewhere here shes hid,
Somewhere in a canal by Camden Town,
Underneath a bridge.
That’s where he said he put her bits and bobs
Straight after what he did.
Everytime I pass the lock,
I stop and wonder where she is.
You see Suzanne was quite a looker,
Quite tasty for a high street hooker,
She had a nice shape,
Nice ass, nice breasts,
I guess that’s why he took her.
But then again,
You know what blud,
This guy was kinda messed.
So Suzanne’s death was probably more to do with torture,
Than it was to do with sex.
Nevertheless he was a sick sick cunt,
There aint no doubt about that.
His mental health was in a state,
But no one really knew about that.
Cause he lived alone all on his own,
And never spoke to neighbours,
Plus the guys next door was never home,
Cause they was always out ravin’.

Which made it pretty convenient,
?????
Still no one could hear her screamin’ when,
Her blood started squirtin’ on the ceilin’ n’
Dried to the wall ‘till the paint started peelin’ n’
Shes cut real bad, n’ still breathin’ in
Beggin’ him to stop but he wont cause he’s evil n’
He aint about to start wheezin’ n’..

Suzanne..
Takes you down (down)..
Takes you down, to her place in the river (river)
In the river..

It’s 10 o’clock on a Friday night,
Suzanne don’t know it but soon she’ll die,
She’s workin’ the streets like she does every night,
Pullin’ in punters left and right.
She sees one guy,
He’s like, “hi you wanna fuck?”
“Only if the price is right.”
Suzanne says with a smile on her face,
Screen goes blank,
Now their back at his place.
Back at his place,
Suzanne takes,
Off her clothes,
While he makes her a drink in the kitchen,
That’s what shes thinkin’
When she hears metal objects clinkin’
“Need any help?” She says loud and clear,
He don’t answer her back,
He’s only in the next room,
It’s not like he can’t hear,
Why’s he goin’ on like that?
Suzanne picks up a towel to cover her breasts n’ arrn,
And goes and sees wagwaan.
Suzanne screams,
So shocked at what shes just seen..

He’s holdin’ a knife and his eyes look Brock,
She makes a run for the door but it’s locked,
Slice slice slice,
Chop chop chop,
Suzanne’s screamin’ beggin’ him to stop.
But he won’t stop,
He don’t stop,
Not ‘till she stops strugglin’
She’s lyin’ on the floor in a pool-full of blood,
He goes in the other room to get something.

The main suspect in the notorious Camden lock murder investigation was convicted today.
41 year old ****, The Camden Ripper faces life in prisonment, after a jury convicted him guilty of all charges.
The body of Suzanne ****, his 5th victim, has still not been found. And police have given up the search.
**** Claims he threw her in the canal after decapitating her head, and severing her arms and legs from her torso.
Other breaking news today..

So we come to the end of the story,
Suzanne died deadfall gory,
Along with a string of other girls he already killed,
Cause they offered to pleasure him orally.
Now banged up not a threat now a figure,
Last you’ll hear of the Camden Ripper,
Unless of course he escapes,
Then you better give a second thought,
About walkin’ round showin’ off your figure.
However Suzanne,
Like I said man,
Her body parts still never been found,
Remember next time your walkin’ around,
Camden Lock to keep your eye out.
Cause you might see a piece of her floatin’ by,
Cotch on the bridge smokin’ weed,
Getting’ high,
Cause if shes there,
And need not lie,
Now he’s gonna live in jail for the rest of his life.

Takes you, Takes you Down..
In the, In the river..