Martin Tidy by Michael Dorman Lyrics

I guess I got to get this fucked up thing done
First, I have to get a gun
From some guy I picked at random
Shit, he looks like a nice guy

His gun's probably just in a drawer
In his little French grocery store
Man, I could maybe just snag it
Without a lot of goddamn drama

Who knows, maybe this will be easy
And I could have an hour off to feel easy

'Cause there's some heavy-duty stuff soon
Like breaking into an armed compound
Fighting guys in crazy suits
And probably a dog, too

You'd think I could just breeze into
This guy's grocery, stroll past the chips and
Lift his gun then cruise out
Nice and easy
Maybe I'm fucking crazy
But this could be easy
And in the sweet hour after
I could even have beers with my friends

Probably there's cool wine bars and shit
Around here where we can sit
And just shoot the breeze about the weather
And maybe girls
Respectfully

I already asked my three friends to meet me
Around here 'cause this is gonna be
Easy goddamn it to take this sweet-faced grocer's gun
Man, he has a sweet face

Man that shit that was so fucked up
And sure wasn't easy

Holy shit, we all can get arrested here
Any second

I'm telling my friends to act like
Everything's cool and nothing happened
But I'm pretty fucking sure
I don't have two of my fingers
Also, I think Dennis lost some
He's behind me here and I hear him crying
Probably we're not going to a wine bar

I don't like songs about trains
There's just too many in my opinion
But goddamn, I hope a train
Pulls into this fucking station
And that train has to roll up soon
In like fifteen fucking seconds