(8 bar intro)

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Inspector

Gaze upon my clipboard

Open up your eyes.

Read my tidy shorthand

Here your destiny lies.

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Your museum's time is running out

You're heading for a storm.

And all because you didn't tick

The boxes on my form.

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CHORUS (ALL)

You've got no licence to still...

...Stay open!

Not got a licence to still...

...Stay open!

So close your doors

Shutter your windows.

Your time has come

To an end.

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Inspector

I have all the power

To control your destiny.

You should grovel to me

Down on bended knee.

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Your museum's time is running out

You're heading for a storm.

And all because you didn't tick

The boxes on my form.

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CHORUS (ALL)

You've got no licence to still...

...Stay open!

Not got a licence to still...

...Stay open!

So close your doors

Shutter your windows.

Your time has come

To an end.

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Inspector

Please don't think it's personal

I'm like this with everyone.

I swoop in like a vulture

Make my verdict...then I'm gone.

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No feelings or emotions

Friendships are for fools.

These form...my secret weapons

Always ready for the calls.

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CHORUS (ALL)

You've got no licence to still...

...Stay open!

Not got a licence to still...

...Stay open!

So close your doors

Shutter your windows.

Your time has come

To an end.

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