Murder By Death - A Masters In Reverse Psychology Lyrics

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Put the bullet in the barrel, take the safety off, keep shooting at the devil in the moonlight, put it all on black, 'til your luck comes back. We're all waiting for the end, what kind of finish will he send? these hands made of splinters, keep knocking back the whiskey sours I've got a few more days to go, and i've got another crust of bread somewhere, holed up waiting in this, is this what's left of the house. Fill the lamp up with kerosene and toss the rest in the hall, just coat the walls and strike the cigarette when you hear them coming, we'll pray for them and stay with them 'til the poor little bastards die hand in hand. we'll never forget them when they're gone. So keep the girls inside, of the little church, with their bruised knee on the pews We're all waiting for the end, what kind of finish will he send?

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