Shotgun

Lyrics

At the foot of the bed lay the clarinet And the light bled onto the carpet The fan by the stove was left on And the noise of the bus was a frightful song At the foot of the bed waits a man Buttoning his jacket with his hand It's 4 o'clock he tells her it's time She nods her head and kisses goodbye, goodbye The snake of a shadow jumps to the floor And a heartbeat closes with the doors Car is parked eight blocks west He finds the keys in his cable-knit vest On the highway he stopped for an accident The cars all wait in acknowledgment As he drives by the ambulance he's getting around traffic He glances to his side, car's crushed and kisses dispatching The voices outside were calling where the bodies had fallen And now his tires roll over the map of blood on the highway Making very strange color making very strange smells And soon it'll be the rain That washes all this away He's pulling into his house his wife is working 'til 5 While the white exhaust bumper cars travels into the sky He'll sing his song to sleep with a rhythm soft and deep, singing Shotgun, I got a shotgun Shotgun, I got a shotgun Oh little boy, I got a shotgun Shotgun, I got a shotgun Oh little boy, I got a shotgun Shotgun, I got a shotgun Oh little boy, I got a shotgun