Whatcha gonna do
now, Kevin
Long Gone John
took your favorite face
Lie
Steal
Thieve
Deceit
Your favorite face
on the pavement
Saturday night’s entertainment
Step right up
When the boogie man
comes to get you
Judges your character
Judges your deeds
Pulls you apart
to see what’s hidden inside
Tramples cornstalks
beneath his feet
Passed out on the cross
She was born on the fourth
She thought those fireworks
were for her
She likes superhero movies
She has the answers
I have the issues
And Long Gone John
whispers in my ear
Tells me the smokers
are the last people
its ok to persecute
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