Joshua Powell & the Great Train Robbery gunfighter ballad for the 21st century

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I saw you with a boy/I saw the crowded real estate beneath his denim
And I was in the right/so I wrote it in a bill and paid all the right people to plant a seed
I’ve got the coordinates/that’s all they need
While you were holding hands/the backroom wizards loaded more than six into my chamber
As you looked me in the lens, you said, “Do what you have to do and do it quickly.”
I thought you clever to quote our Lord, but there is no Peter in the garden with a sword
Now I know what you are, (droning on, droning on)
Love travels far but modern bullets travel farther
Well Marty had it wrong/I’m safe behind these walls of burnished pedigree
I’ll never hang tonight/already paid the flight with the tax dollars in my pocket
Honey, there is nothing you can do to stop it
Now I know what you are, (droning on, droning on)
Love travels far but modern bullets travel farther
Modern bullets travel faster
Modern bullets travel far

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