High Noon In Killville

Bruce and Ed and I walked into Old Pappy's Food Mart

Bruce and Ed were brothers and they were not very smart

But I needed some men fast to help me with this one big score

Then I'd never have to rob another grocery store

"Fill the bag with money," I said to the cashier

"Fill the bag with money, honey, and we'll get out of here"

Somebody tripped the alarm, then all hell broke loose

The bag boy, he pulled out a gun and he blew a hole through Bruce

Ed caught the bag boy in the chest with both barrels from his twelve

The bag boy flew back twenty feet into the produce shelf

"That was for my brother," Ed shouted through his tears

Now we faced the electric chair instead of fifteen years

Well, I grabbed that bag of money and I headed for the door

I didn't wanna die in some stinkin' grocery store

But the parking lot was already crawlin' thick with cops

What you get when you rob a store 'round the corner from the donut shop

Sheriff Big Dick Turner, he was runnin' the whole show

He said, "Throw your guns down, come on out, boys, let them people go

You boys don't stand a chance; your little heist has failed"

But I knew Big Dick Turner and we'd never reach his jail

Ed looked up through the window to see what was going on

A bullet pierced his forehead and the back of Ed's head was gone

The cashiers, they were screaming, Ed's brains were everywhere

It seemed Big Dick was right: there weren't no gettin' out of there

A car pulled up, some folks got out, it was my mom and dad

My daddy yelled out, "Kid, you're the worst son I ever had

You're really in it this time, you're really in it deep

I hope they blow your head off, you good-for-nothing creep"

Sheriff Big Dick Turner yelled, "Get 'em out of here"

And I sent the cashier to the stock room to bring me back some beer

The family plan had failed, Plan B was coming soon

I was starring in my very own Dog Day Afternoon

Then they brought a woman out; it was my true love, Madeline

She left me seven months before and I hadn't seen her since

She left me for the bouncer at the bowling alley bar

She left him two weeks later for some guy who sold used cars

She said, "Franky, please come out of there, you're in an awful jam

Franky, please come out of there, we can start again

While you're away in prison, I will wait faithfully

Franky, I do love you; please come on out for me"

Well I knew that she was lying because she never told the truth

I knew that I would get the chair, they'd never let me loose

But for my true love Madeline, I threw my gun out on the ground

I hollered, "Big Dick Turner, I'm coming out please – don't cut me down"

Well they didn't give me death, they gave me sixty years

So I think it's safe to say that I'll be dying in here

And Madeline and Big Dick Turner, they're the hottest thing in town

I was a love sick fool when I had the chance; I should've shot 'em down

I should've shot 'em down

Down, down, down, down, down

I should've shot 'em down

Oh, Madeline, I should have shot ya down

Should have shot ya, should have shot ya

Oh, Madeline, I should have shot ya down

Should have shot ya, should have shot ya down

Should have shot ya, should have shot ya down (Madeline)

I should have shot ya down (Madeline)

Should have shot ya down

Sh-sh-sh sh-should have shot ya (Madeline)

Should have shot ya, should have shot ya

Should have shot ya, should have shot ya

Should have shot ya, should have shot ya down

Should have shot ya, should have shot ya

Should have shot ya, should have shot ya

Should have shot ya, should have shot ya

Should have shot ya, should have shot ya down (Madeline)