I have a taste for true crime,nslashed nipples and all the rest,nI confess I like true crime.nnThree men pick up a boy at Taco Loco,nand say: You’re gonna be our leading man.nThey drive to Arizona,nsnuff him out on Betacam–nooo I wanna see that one.nnI have a taste for true crime,nFaces of Death and all the rest,nI confess I like true crime.nFrom Don Juans in bloody sheetsnto the hollow cheeks of dredged-up cheats,nI have to say I feel completenwhen I see true crime.nnDon’t give me all your shit:nlife is good and death is bad.nI can think of many livesnthat are not worth living:nnA quiet man who lives alonentries to bury all the thoughtsnthat are not permissible.nHe hopes there’s a line that dividesnthought and action.nnI have a taste for true crime,nslashed nipples and all the rest,nI confess I like true crime.nFrom Don Juans in bloody sheetsnto the hollow cheeks of dredged-up cheats,nI have to say I feel completenwhen I see true crime.nnDon’t give me all your shit:nlife is good and death is bad.nI can think of many deathsnthat are worth giving.