Brett Newski - Old Dead West
Guns have been drawn Pistols at dawn Shoot him dead where he stands Whiskey went dry Bad guys have shined Leaving our hero stone dead We cried and we cried Til' our eyes were blood dry Sucking the sand from the wind The children went missing The parents went searching At least what was left of them The east turned west pretty damn quick Magnified sun burned through our hats Wore down our map The saloon felt stale The sheriff showed evil Catching a steer in his beard He laughed til' he gasped Because he ran out of breathe From trashing his nest with a fist The few that were left Ran helter skelter Praying the curse would turn white But it stayed just as black As it ever had been Torching a hole in the sky The green turned red pretty damn quick In the thick of it The dead dying desert and all that went with it Bullets sprayed a mist Landing in houses and hammered through hearts Harder than bolts through a brick
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