[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