Surprise, Honeycomb

Cut a killing path through the true west
Dozens laid rest
Settled down then at last
Thought I might be done
But being good made me burst
The killing got worse
It almost got fun
So I got a new gun
Marie came home tattooed, it covers her back
It’s God done in black
Says «it protects me from you»
As Christmas as can be
I started out fine
I used to kill time
Now Detroit’s killing me
So I jump start my spree
(Kevin & Greg’s part)
Surprise It’s not enough
Want to work
Win influence on rock’s and shells and dirt
(Charles' part)
Looks like you need a man time, honey comb
Hid away for wine years how you’ve grown
We can call your folks from a highway side rotary
I drive up to your door
And wracked by disease
I do what I please
Drop you to the floor
On top of magazines and calendar art
Held up with darts, shows American scenes
Of cowboys in jeans
(Kevin & Greg’s part)
I’ll change
His scrape of land
I’ll take you East
We’ll guide the first we find to sleepy peace
(Charles' part)
Pop the door I think this wanderlust
Ain’t the only thing 'tween both of us
I’ll make you famous and we’ll double the states you’ve seen
The cop who brought me in
An uncle of mine
On first mommy’s side
I’m even named after him