Shoot to kill, I dropped a pill
Then I threw a bottle of drink down my throat
I went at first looking for assistance
T-Bone burst in with both guns blazing
T-Bone
Clear out the till

Mother spilled her veils and her baby's milk
When I walk past in my balaclava
Stepping through glass and past a cadaver
Up to the counter, I could smell the sulphur

Honey
Makes me feel ill
T-Bone
Clear out the till

I took two hills with both rifles empty
I ran for miles when T-Bone went to town
As he ran around, the people had their hands up
All that he found was his next victim

Honey
Makes me feel ill
T-Bone
Clear out the till

T-Bone
T-Bone
T-Bone

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): ALAN DONOHOE, JAMES HORN-SMITH, LASSE PETERSEN, MATTHEW JAMES SWINNERTON, MATTHEW SWINNERTON