A crime story

Ya, ya, it must be about a crime
An unsolved crime
And it must rhyme
But do I really have the time?

I'm on the run, if you must know
Don't know this place
Don't know where to go

Finally escaped from the klink
Really dying for a decent meal and a cool drink
But that's to be for much later
For this tale first my thoughts I must gather

Ya, ya, you all wanna know the juicy details
And you'll get them, without fail
As soon as I get to a proper hiding place
Where for a time I can feel safe

But as I already hear sirens around
I must run and hide if not to be found.