Shot down from the rafters and off to everafter



Consider this a failure, so be it--urchin promise



The curse is working--the trail of bodies



That leaves no suspect, what did you expect?



And get it, get it here, get it now



The news is not worthy



Don't even look



You're cornered into thinking



Invited to the lynching



Specify instructions



I'll shoot the arrow straight up



I'll frame your holy mugshot



Add insult to buckshot



And then I'll drink with glycerol frog-eye



Yeah, she can tell you every detail..