Texty: The Rakes. T Bone.

Shoot to kill, I dropped a pill
Then I threw a bottle of drink down my throat
I went at first looking for assistance
T bone burst in with both guns blazing

T bone, clear out the till

Mother spilled her veils and her baby's milk
When I walk past in my balaclava
Stepping through glass and past a cadaver
Up to the counter, I could smell the sulfur

Honey, it makes me feel ill
T bone, clear out the till

I took two hills with both rifles empty
I ran for miles when T bone went to town
As he ran around, the people had their hands up
All that he found was his next victim

Honey, it makes me feel ill
T bone, clear out the till
T bone, T bone, T bone