Above Average - Saloon lyrics
[Above Average - Saloon lyrics]
Now once upon a time, not long ago
There was a man with a plan
And a heart of gold
He was a drifter, rode in slick
Swifter than a whisper hip holstered heater
Was a gift from his sister
He promised he’d return treasures and riches
And a federal prison wasn’t
What he envisioned
But one decision would grip him
A couple warrants and wishes
A collision with the law could end
It all for his business lucky for him
He happened to be quick on the draw
The fastest gun in the west, yes
The best of them all
Droppin anyone that stood in his
Way straight to their knees
But a job went south that
Should’ve went down with ease
And so he, needed a safe house
A safe escape route
A place that he could stay and lay
His head when things would break out
But where to go? He knew he had to know soon
Before shit really started to pop off
Like a balloon
At the Saloon go grab round at the bar
Play cards, after dark, start drinkin at noon
At the Saloon we’ll chill and smoke a cigar
And throw darts, no marks
Just a couple of goons
He rounded up his posse
Told the cops "Don’t try and stop me!"
Not too odd to cop a crop of
Guap but broadly not a copy
Now he got the sheriff awfully hot
And thought that he’d be sorry
If he tried to stop him he’d make
Sure his shot would not be sloppy
All he needed was a single big robbery
Bring back the gold and the
Cash back to his property
And fightin poverty was a product of oddity
Probably win the lottery and
Distribute it properly
See, His only goal was get the money and run
It never was his intentions to
Go and bloody his gun
But the sheriff was a twisted old drunk
Good and evil seamlessly equal when people
Seem to perceive them as one
And so our passionate anti hero protagonist
Grabbed the cash and dashed as fast
As opposite of molasses quick
Right then and there was where
The sheriff met his doom
Now it was time to relax, and kick back
There was a man with a plan
And a heart of gold
He was a drifter, rode in slick
Swifter than a whisper hip holstered heater
Was a gift from his sister
He promised he’d return treasures and riches
And a federal prison wasn’t
What he envisioned
But one decision would grip him
A couple warrants and wishes
A collision with the law could end
It all for his business lucky for him
He happened to be quick on the draw
The fastest gun in the west, yes
The best of them all
Droppin anyone that stood in his
Way straight to their knees
But a job went south that
Should’ve went down with ease
And so he, needed a safe house
A safe escape route
A place that he could stay and lay
His head when things would break out
But where to go? He knew he had to know soon
Before shit really started to pop off
Like a balloon
At the Saloon go grab round at the bar
Play cards, after dark, start drinkin at noon
At the Saloon we’ll chill and smoke a cigar
And throw darts, no marks
Just a couple of goons
He rounded up his posse
Told the cops "Don’t try and stop me!"
Not too odd to cop a crop of
Guap but broadly not a copy
Now he got the sheriff awfully hot
And thought that he’d be sorry
If he tried to stop him he’d make
Sure his shot would not be sloppy
All he needed was a single big robbery
Bring back the gold and the
Cash back to his property
And fightin poverty was a product of oddity
Probably win the lottery and
Distribute it properly
See, His only goal was get the money and run
It never was his intentions to
Go and bloody his gun
But the sheriff was a twisted old drunk
Good and evil seamlessly equal when people
Seem to perceive them as one
And so our passionate anti hero protagonist
Grabbed the cash and dashed as fast
As opposite of molasses quick
Right then and there was where
The sheriff met his doom
Now it was time to relax, and kick back