Trust Me Billy
Protomartyr
Holding onto a horsehead lighter Flick the bic and I seem brighter Can you hear that distant laughter? Desperate men making empty chatter This is the time of legal tender That is a call that's always answered I was denied and not pushed forward Choking up what a sad old bastard Fox is hidden in the bramble I was caught when I was youthful Pray that you will never be found Life is living on your own Pray that you will never be found Life is living on your own