Nothing Has Been Proved

Mandys in the papers cause she tried to go to spain

Shell soon be in the dock and in the papers once again

Vickis got her story about the mirror and the cane

It may be false, it may be true

But nothing has been proved

Stephens in his dressing-gown now, breakfasting alone

Too sick to eat, hes on his feet the and to telephone

The police inspector soothes him with his sympathetic tone

It may be false, it may be true

But nothing has been proved

In the house a resignation

Guilty faces, every one

Christines fallen out with lucky

Johnnys got a gun

Please please mes number one

（its a scandal! its a scandal! such a scandal!）

Now, stephens in the dock for spending money that was earned

By christine, and the prosecution says that money burned

A hole in stephens pocket, for expensive sins he yearned

It may be false, it may be true

But nothing has been proved

In the news the suicide note

In the court an empty space

Even mandys looking worried

Christines pale and drawn

Please please mes number one

（its a scandal! its a scandal! such a scandal!）

Last night he wrote these words to his friend:

Sorry about the mess

Im guilty til proved innocent

In the public eye and press

The funerals very quiet because all his friends have fled

They may be false, they may be true

Theyve all got better things to do

They may be false, they may be true

But nothing has been proved