Banshee

Loud was the sound of the birds when they landed in spite of Noise from the boys with the rocks in their fists Looking to bring a man down to the bottom of a thousand ton well One tiny push send that man into hell He hit with a thud there'll be no work tomorrow Just a funeral for a guy with time that he borrowed Isn't it crazy? Ode to the one that'll drag you down Isn't it crazy? Ode to the one that'll let you drown Wait for the call it'll come by tomorrow Your banshee, your lust, indifferent sorrow Honey don't run 'cause there's nowhere to go She's got your number she got your code Blue is the color your skin fades to when there's no pump of Blood through your veins or your heart or when you got no love Trouble is looking for someone to drain The rattle does roll when there's something to gain Was it the shove that done did that man in Or the lady who came and blew in with the wind? Isn't it crazy? Ode to the one that'll drag you down Isn't it crazy? Ode to the one that'll let you drown Wait for the call it'll come by tomorrow Your banshee, your lust, indifferent sorrow Honey don't run 'cause there's nowhere to go She's got your number she got your code Hail to the mother Tell your brother, your friends Can't lock your doors 'cause she's already in Dressed all in black with a staff in her fist She wails to her hounds Sink their fangs with a kiss