The Hatchet Song

Lyrics

There's too much confusion today How can I assure it's to shy away And he blew his brains out with a pistol I say To cover his arse or make a point someway Meet me on Lonely street Meet me on Lonely street Now Stabbed me in the back you know she threw a hatchet Buried in my chest when I turned to catch it And my lucky days are stuck in quarantine I thought I got some kind of warranty Meet me on Lonely street Meet me on Lonely street Meet me on Lonely street Meet me on Lonely street