they'll be hanging us tonight

raid all the liquour stores

kidnap the kids

this night's not over yet

running on lucifer's blood

we're trashed in the back of your car

a cheap lay in the parking lot

a shot for afters

as i watched you slaying behind the wheel

they're gaining on us

a sharp turn left

running out of time

they're gaining on us

the lights flashed by as we sped towards our escape

nothing else mattered

nobody else cared

they'll be hanging us tonight

this was our masterpiece