Print the Legend

Jill Collins was working In a stripmall ice cream store When the man called Sidewalk Sidney Stumbled in the door He was a local eminence Of questionable repute She asked him what he wanted And all he could say was, "Shoot" Print the legend Print the legend Print the legend When the truth won't do Two hours later And two banana splits They had talked about their neighbors They had talked about her shift They had a reasonable plan To make an ill-advised move Go ahead and print the legend When the truth simply will not do Print the legend Print the legend Print the legend When the righteous truth won't do Sid was a carpenter Not unlike like Jesus Christ Always happy to do half the work And charge you twice the price And Jill was slinging Häagen-Dazs And was working on a trade Three credits short at Yokel State She's gonna be a legal aide Print the legend Print the legend Print the legend When the stupid truth won't do Outside the local Chevron In the middle of the night Gassed up in the Honda And keeping out of sight An anonymous car pulled up With ATM loot When the final toll was tallied All Sid could say was "Shoot" Print the legend Print the legend Print the legend When it fucks up the truth Jill Collins grabbed the bag And then she grabbed the wheel Sidney was shot and near-passed out When he made his last appeal "Keep me safe and keep me alive And I'll settle the score" They held hands and they laid eyes Before she pushed him out the door Print the legend Print the legend Print the legend When the simple truth won't do Ten years later She's thinking of old Sid She's living in an apartment With a husband and a kid Does it keep her up all night? The things that go unmentioned? When everyone else gets uptight She hardly pays attention Print the legend Print the legend Print the legend When the truth won't do Print the legend And believe it's true