Lackadaisy
We shipped out of Fort Worth Texas
In nothin' but a beat up Lexus
We took one last look at the arches
That housed our memaw in the darkness
We started cryin' and weepin' in that hour
We knew our lives would soon turn bloody and sour
Like a letter from from Chrissy be-Hynde
You know everything's all good and fine
But not with your face smashed in the carpet
That's where I found the moon-eyed starlet
My murder weapon
A lesson in blood
O sweet assassin with your made sword of mud
Everyone thought that he was so brilliant
What a talent, you should've seen it
Its a mural of my life don't you get it
Based on a murder I have aid'n'abetted
Nights of blue metallic, hair in my grip
I wish I'd taken one more sip
My murder weapon
Someone drown me in blood
O sweet assassin with your made sword of mud
Everyone around thought he was brilliant
What a talent, you should've seen him
It seems I've been surveilled since the cradle
I had a boss long before I was able
Front door was open, detective was there
Carving out my arches so my senses were impaired
And then in court that shit upheld
Now sadly I lack a soul to sell
No catharsis for the meek
Another end, another week.
My murder weapon someone drown me in blood
O sweet assassin with your made sword of mud
Everyone thought that you were so brilliant
What a talent, we should've seen it
My murder weapon someone drown me in blood
O sweet assassin with your made sword of mud
Everyone around that he was brilliant
What a town, you should've seen it
My murder weapon someone drown me in blood
O sweet assassin with your heart made of mud
Everyone around thought you were brilliant
What a talent, we should've have seen it
LACKADAISY