One More Murder

One more murder in this town

Don't mean a thing, just lock your doors and drive around

One more murder in this town

Don't worry, the rain will wash the chalk marks from the ground

Saturday night, shot ring out

Add one to the body count

Come alive to see another's end

Plead it to a lesser count

D.A. says without a doubt

In 3-5 you're on the street again

One more murder in this town

Don't mean a thing, you get accustomed to the sound

One more murder in this town

Just block off the street and wrap the crime-scene tape around

Hosanna! Hosanna!

I can't feel a thing at all!

Hosanna! Hosanna!

I can't feel a thing!

I can't feel a thing at all!

I can't feel a thing at all

I can't feel a thing at all

I can't feel a thing at all

I can't feel a thing

(Trying to feel, trying some kind of drug)

I said, I can't feel a thing

Saturday night, you're going out

Parking lot, a figure come about

Feel a piece click against your head

Plead to his sympathy

"Take the car, I got a family"

Hear a laugh

"It don't mean shit to me"

One more murder

One more murder

One more murder in this town

In this town

Yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

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Yeah, yeah, yeah