For the usual fee, plus expenses.
Confidential information, it's in a diary.
This is my investigation,
it's not a public inquiry.
I go checking out the reports,
digging up the dirt.
You get to meet all sorts in this line of work.
Treachery and treason,
there's always an excuse for it,
And when I find the reason,
I still can't get used to it.
And what have you got at the end of the day?
What have you got to take away?
A bottle of whiskey and a new set of lies,
Blinds on the window and a pain behind the eyes.
Scarred for life - no compensation,
Dire Straits, “Private Investigations”