Plumes of smoke
Form perfect O's
As you take another drag of your cigarette
If you had a blue scarf
Or a Belstaff coat
But sir, that all won't make you Sherlock Holmes
'Cause your leads and clues
Are obvious to everyone but you
The fool
Who tried to play it cool
And all I can say to you is
I don't wanna be saved
I don't wanna be heard
I don't wanna be analysed like a piece of work
Don't wanna be held
I don't wanna be fixed
I don't wanna be turned inside out
With your bag of tricks
But most of all, Mr. Holmes
I don't wanna, don't wanna, don't wanna
Be solved by you
Now peer inside
His bluest eyes
As he holds you under his wicked spell
You can't look down
Or shift around
Or sense how he plays tricks with your mind
'Cause your leads and clues
Are obvious to everyone but you
The fool
Who tried to play it cool
And all I can say to you is
I don't wanna be saved
I don't wanna be heard
I don't wanna be analysed like a piece of work
Don't wanna be held
I don't wanna be fixed
I don't wanna be turned inside out
With your bag of tricks
But most of all, Mr. Holmes
I don't wanna, don't wanna, don't wanna
Be solved by
Guys like you
That always have to be on top of every aspect
Always have to know it all
But sir
I don't wanna be saved
I don't wanna be heard
I don't wanna be analysed like a piece of work
Don't wanna be held
I don't wanna be fixed
I don't wanna be turned inside out
With your bag of tricks
But most of all, Mr. Holmes
I don't wanna, don't wanna, don't wanna
Be solved by you
