Half Hearted Handgun – Manhattan Went Out With A Bang! lyrics

She'll be in for a show.
Rotary phones are hung to dry
She'll be in for a show.
walking down the street and she's
WHISTLING DIXIE!

They say there may be an afterlife
We'll GODDAMNIT we're about to find out.
One more time make headlights a distant kiss.
THEY SHOULD NAME A MACHETE AFTER YOU.
one less chapter to forget about.
THEY SHOULD NAME A MACHETE AFTER YOU.
THRILLA! THRILLA!

well these flowers we're for you
now they belong to the bottom of the river
that I'm gonna throw myself into.

[fold you in, close you up, ship you out]

we're locked, cocked, and ready.. to rock.

CAN WE SAY A CARELESS KNIFE ACT?!