We were out in the hills,
Watching all the pretty people put away pills.
When my neck got the chills,
Baby was wiping off her bloody nose with $20 bills.
But we've been here all day with nothing to show,
Before he gets back I think we better go.
'Cause in his eyes he can do no harm,
He's got a shot gun slung over a broken arm,
He said 'I'll go out the way I came in. I'm gonna deal with You after I deal with him.'
So now we're all down the street,
And then we had to pull it over when she couldn't feel the beat.
It was cold, she turned pale,
But there's no going to the doctor 'less you wanna go to jail.
It's the land of the rich, and the home of the wicked,
I can't take the taste of the name, so I spit it
In his eyes he can do no harm,
He's got a shot gun slung over a broken arm,
He said 'I'll go out the way I came in. I'm gonna deal with You after I deal with him.'
So it's dusk the next day,
There's two bullets in the chamber from the late getaway,
One for me, one for you,
I had to ask myself what hollie would do.
Well it's all very tragic, I couldn't resisit it,
Dead-on with the first shot, the second one missed it.
In his eyes he can do no harm,
He's got a shot gun slung over a broken arm,
He said 'I'll go out the way I came in, I'm gonna deal with You after I deal with him.'