Murder One
Lyrics by Brieve Morison
Well I’m tired of walking down this road
I think I’ll sit right down
Pull my pistol out of my pants
Shoot some fucker down
It ain’t gonna be you babe
You’re not even here
You’re so fucking far away
You can’t feel the fear
Yes I’m tired of walking down this road
I think I’ll sit right down
Pull my pistol out of my pants
And shoot some fucker down
Well it ain’t gonna be you babe
You’re not even here
But who’s this crazy mother fucker
Walking down through here
I don’t even know his name
And I don’t even care
I’m gonna shoot tha mother fucker down
Just for being there
I’m tired of walking down this road
I think I’ll sit right down
Pull my pistol out of my pants
And shoot some fucker down
Maybe I should think about this
Why take an innocent life
That guy is probably walking home
To his children and his wife
But I’m tired of walking down this road
I think I’ll sit right down
Pull my pistol out of my pants
And shoot some fucker down
I think I’ll do me murder one
Then I’ll sit right down
Wait for the black and white
To come take me downtown
Yes I think I’ll do me murder one
And then I’ll sit right down
Wait for that old black and white
To come take me downtown
But I’m tired of walking
Down this road
I think I’ll sit right down
Pull my pistol out of my pants
And put my brains on the ground
Ain’t that just like a man honey
Don’t you fucking believe it
It’s just a fucking joke
I’m tired of walking down this road
I think ‘I’ll sit right down
Pull my pistol out of my pants
Oh I don’t fucking care
