Interrogation Sequence

I'm tryin' to remember

I was checkin' 'round the factory

And I went into the basement

Down the stairs into the basement

And I shine my light around here

In the corners and the ceiling

And I'm 'bout to check the washroom

When my light, it kinda catches

On this pile of rags in the middle of the room...

I ain't seen no pile o' rags there before

So, I go over and I kick it

And I shine down my light, and Lord, Lord

Ain't no pile of rags at all

This small, white body

With her tongue stickin' out

This pretty little child

With her eyes wide open

So I ran to the phone

And I called Mister Frank

But the phone kept ringin'

So I called y'all to help me

Mister Frank, he didn't answer

And that's all I can remember