Lyrics

I guess I got to get this fucked up thing done First, I have to get a gun From some guy I picked at random Shit, he looks like a nice guy His gun's probably just in a drawer In his little French grocery store Man, I could maybe just snag it Without a lot of goddamn drama Who knows, maybe this will be easy And I could have an hour off to feel easy 'Cause there's some heavy-duty stuff soon Like breaking into an armed compound Fighting guys in crazy suits And probably a dog, too You'd think I could just breeze into This guy's grocery, stroll past the chips and Lift his gun then cruise out Nice and easy Maybe I'm fucking crazy But this could be easy And in the sweet hour after I could even have beers with my friends Probably there's cool wine bars and shit Around here where we can sit And just shoot the breeze about the weather And maybe girls Respectfully I already asked my three friends to meet me Around here 'cause this is gonna be Easy goddamn it to take this sweet-faced grocer's gun Man, he has a sweet face Man that shit that was so fucked up And sure wasn't easy Holy shit, we all can get arrested here Any second I'm telling my friends to act like Everything's cool and nothing happened But I'm pretty fucking sure I don't have two of my fingers Also, I think Dennis lost some He's behind me here and I hear him crying Probably we're not going to a wine bar I don't like songs about trains There's just too many in my opinion But goddamn, I hope a train Pulls into this fucking station And that train has to roll up soon In like fifteen fucking seconds