Our William Tell 歌词

Bitter-tounged and strung out I try to keep my lunch down Yellow pads and needles My hell is other people Here we see that nature is such a ruthless teacher nothing's accidental and you're already spent We played our William Tell soaked in gin with benzedrine I never shot so well And they believed me Semi-automatic so lurid and traumatic for my preservation I'll write it down again We played our William Tell soaked in gin with benzedrine I never shot so well And they believed me You're always slouching, Joan, and where's the child gone to now? He'd rather be alone than see the bloodstain on your brow The Federales play a round of blackjack with my change The suits don't steer the game, but they believed me, didn't they?