One, two,
three,
four.
Maybe a random shot
from the backseat of a red Subaru
But really no shooting, really no shooting
If you must, get in close,
if you must, get in close
If you must, get in close and smell
But where's the stiff?
Where's the glass on the sidewalk?
Where's the stiff?
Where's the stiff?
I could show you the
reeling inside my mind
The feeling that I hide inside
I could show you the
feeling that I hide inside
Or maybe I've changed my mind
Now, now, Tony,
it's not a legacy, it's just a Subaru
It's the goddamn backseat
of a red Subaru
And any of these might
be Subaru's
There's the city,
there's the car window,
there's the street
And there, and there,
well there's the stiff
There's the glass along
the sidewalk
There's the stiff, there's the stiff
I could show you the
reeling in side my mind
The feeling that I hide inside
I could show you the
feeling that I hide inside
Maybe I'd change my mind
Starbutter presents the case
of a heartless harbourer
Who lived by shooting the guilty
Until a dime store
P .I. and a pair of G -Men
Helped pierce his armour
But where's the staff?
Where's the class along the sidewalk?
Where's the staff?
Where's the glass on the sidewalk?
Where's the step?
I could show you the
reeling inside my mind
The feeling that I hide inside
I could show you the
feeling that I hide inside
And maybe I change my mind
You