Maybe like a polecat like a cannon

you'll be praying for days like the nuts and bolts

like the uniforms that they wore in the civil war

and scratching your cat claws at the pavement

see you coming across the room

like a walking weight like a cannon that's been fired.



Hey there operator don't you know you're trading cash for crows

hey there operator don't you know there's water on the bow



I do declare said the governor let's get these people moving faster

I do declare said the father to his son we're not hurting anyone at all

on the beach in the garden on the playground when you started it up



Change your life into a postcard version of white snow or so

the story goes and the horse that you rode in on

will be the horse that's taking you home