Livadies The Man in the Chimney

Something is wrong with the flue
Holly House is grand with paintings on the wall
But smoke is thick as fog inside the entrance hall

Lord Hamish puffs his chest
Lady Marion looks pale
Whatever is the matter begins the sordid tale

The fire won't draw
The room is filled with haze
Harrison the Butler is lost within the maze
I'll take a look, I say
With handkerchief in hand
Stepping to the hearth at the Lord's command

It's not a bird, it's not a nest
It's a secret laid to rest
Reach up in the dark
Pull the blockage down
A cloud of black, a gasp around the town

The man in the chimney
It's a man in the chimney, cold and still
A silent guest with a broken will

(Who are you, my friend?)

Soot upon his face
A suit of country tweed
Not exactly Santa Claus doing a good deed
Get him out! cries Hamish
Worried for the rug
While I inspect the pockets of this unfortunate thug

Did he fall, was he pushed
Or did he try to climb?
Frozen in the flue
Running out of time

Young Harry makes a joke
A nervous little quip
But I can see the fear upon his upper lip

A murder in the manor
A body in the grate
Welcome to Elderby, seal your fate

No ID, no name
Just a blackened face
Some mystery intruder in this high-class place

It's a man in the chimney, cold and still
A silent guest with a broken will
Reach up in the dark
Pull the blockage down
A cloud of black, a gasp around the town
The man in the chimney

Harrison. Call the police
I am the police, Your Lordship