Texty: Pinhead Gunpowder. Compulsive Disclosure. Crazy Horse.

This girl at another table

Started singing "Danny Boy"

And staring at me
With a mischevous grin



Drawing me in with her eyes
And then she held me there
With her lips




Everybody in the cafe laughed

Dazed, I walked back

To my table and received

Some very disturbing news

"Good job, dude", Anandi said
"You just kissed Crazy Horse's girlfriend"




Now I'm in deep shit,

I said to myself

That's the worst news

I've ever heard

I had a bag over my head already,

Bleaching my hair,

But I pulled it down


A little lower

Crazy Horse is the meanest

Of the meanest, the leader
Of the lowest of the low



The St. Paul skins
With a bullet hole tatoo


On his shaved head
And I just kissed Crazy Horse's girlfriend


Anandi grabbed a napkin


She drew a diagram

With red lipstick
This is how you'll look


When he gets through

You never should have come

In the first place


And now the boot boys

Are gonna rearrange your face

"I tried to warn you", she said
"But now you're going back to kiss her again"