The Hitman Tommy Stearns

Maybe a random shot

From the back seat of a red Subaru

But really, no shooting

Really, no shooting

If you must, get in close

If you must, get in close

If you must, get in close and smell...

But where's the stiff?

Where's the glass along the sidewalk?

I could show you

The reeling inside my mind

The feeling that I hide inside

If I could show you

The feeling that I hide inside

Maybe I'd change my mind

Now now, Tommy

It's not a Legacy

It's just a Subaru

It's the goddamned back seat of a red Subaru

And any of these might be Subarus

And there's the city

There's the car window

There's the street

And there, and there...

There's the stiff

There's the glass along the sidewalk