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He walked through the iron Burned bushes behind him In the quad cities His throat felt like sand So he bought some beer And then killed the grocery man Albert C. Samson He washed his hands In the cool cool water Albert C. thought about his father The one he never knew The one he proved everything to He popped the tab And he left the scene Drove for hours and hours and hours and hours.... It all felt like a dream He took the exit left to Wright town Looking for an old deserted barn Well the town woke up Like never before The people of Wright town Thought they'd live this day Like the one before Their town was host to a killer at large They grabbed their bibles and guns This all went on For days and days Albert C.'s head in A mad, mad swirling haze Laughing at the town's whole charade Albert C. knew this barn would be his grave The colored sun chairs Lined the street Cameras like stars Blinked like Albert C.'s heart beat Loud sharp heat filled his head Traveling faster than the news.... Albert C. was dead Buried beneath the blast By his own hand he was saved at last