bang bang bang butcher at the plank
keep it just clean enough , through the bone and into the bank
I took as much as I could find
I'm still my father's son sometimes
I came to make a promise but folks I'm drawing a blank
behind the bar they got tacos and christmas lights
strung up like a hole in heaven's gate tonight
so you don't need to say a prayer
if I ever come back to pay my debts , beware
I'm a bandit with a heavy heart of gold but I wear it right
don't remind me I remember
I took a vow as a dancer
a mercenary in the modern school of atlantic love
did I not flourish in the service
of diplomats and deserters
prince and vice president was I don't know just not enough
bang bang bang butcher at the door
keep shiny keep sharp sweetheart how about a bit more ?
how about you get out of my house ?
if you wanted to win you should have just shut your mouth
I think we both look bad enough now so what did you come here for ?
what are you waiting for
some kind of punchline or prophecy ?
what's in it for you now
preaching to polite society ?
it's true I do not think I'll go back to the farm
now that I've seen Paris
Durham, NC singer-songwriter Skylar Gudasz makes intimate Americana delivered with dry wit and stunningly precise vocal acumen. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 14, 2020