I was down in Miticity
Down in Miticity
In the country not the city
In the country not the city
Where the girls are extra pretty (gotta be, gotta be)
Us boys were gettin shitty
You know it
Us boys were gettin shitty
Now we'll bluff and pretend to
Know what we're gettin into
No sign of a plan
Nights only crescendo
I peer across the deck
You know I gotta check
Starrin through the smoke
My eyes, she's met
Scarlet in her cheeks
Cross restin on her chest
She's givin me the Look
I do not object
Medusa's Braids
Lucifer's Gaze
But I do not retreat
I follow her pace
I'm lit up by the darkness
I'm caught up in the chase
She surveys the street
She sweats in the heat
We're movin down an alley
She presses up on me
But one quick shot
[<i>Gun cocking</i>]
And I begin to bleed