Her father made breakfast
Toast and scrambled eggs
And waited for his daughter
To come down the stairs

But Jenny wasn’t coming
So he climbed up the stairs
Knocked upon her bedroom door
But nobody was there

He called all her friends
And her cousin Louise
Then lit a cigarette
And he called the police

He waited and waited
Wondering where could she be
The splitting image of his dead wife
When she was seventeen

Later that day
The police called
“Hello Mr Sullivan
This is inspector Stone

We’ve got some news
Regarding your daughter
We have located her car
Next to a club called Revolver”
(repeat)

He rushed to the club
The policemen were there
Searching the surroundings
With dogs sniffing the air

Then one German Sheppard
Started barking out loud
Black shinny leather
Her little purse was on the ground

They started searching the forest
That was surrounding the club
Not fifteen minutes later
One of her earrings was found
Her father was worried sick
He didn’t know what to do
When they found in the grass
A black high-heeled shoe
(repeat)

Further in the forest
Hanging from a tree
They saw her black dress
But where could Jenny be?
(repeat)

solo

They searched and searched
And it was getting dark
When behind a bush
A dog found her black bra
Her father was mortified
He started fearing the worst
Dark thoughts (running) through his mind
Could his little Jenny be lost?

Late in the night
A flashlight revealed
A pair of black panties
No trace of her (body) still
(repeat)

last solo

When the forensic results
Came in from the lab
They showed on her clothes
Traces of semen and blood
Three more hours they searched
Her body was not found
Then the same German Sheppard
Started scratching the ground

What they found buried there
Should not be described
That dead mass of flesh
Could hardly be recognized