"One More Murder" lyrics

"One More Murder"

One more murder in this town
Don't mean a thing, just lock your doors and drive around
One more murder in this town
Don't worry, the rain will wash the chalk marks from the ground

Saturday night, shot ring out
Add one to the body count
Come alive to see another's end
Plead it to a lesser count
D.A. says without a doubt
In 3-5 you're on the street again

One more murder in this town
Don't mean a thing, you get accustomed to the sound
One more murder in this town
Just block off the street and wrap the crime-scene tape around

Hosanna! Hosanna!
I can't feel a thing at all!
Hosanna! Hosanna!
I can't feel a thing!
I can't feel a thing at all!
I can't feel a thing at all
I can't feel a thing at all
I can't feel a thing at all
I can't feel a thing

Trying to feel, trying some kind of drug

I said, I can't feel a thing

Saturday night, you're going out
Parking lot, a figure come about
Feel a piece click against your head
Plead to his sympathy
"Take the car, I got a family"
Hear a laugh
"It don't mean shit to me"

One more murder
One more murder
One more murder in this town
In this town

Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah


Writer(s): Kevin M. Griffin
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