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Angry Johnny And The Killbillies Miscellaneous Life, Love, Death And The Meter Man He was holding the McCulloch When he knocked upon her door Yesterday she said she didnt love him anymore But it wasnt her who answered It was some guy he didnt know So he fired up that chainsaw and he laid that sucker low But when he saw the clipboard lying in the severed hand He realized that he just limbed from limbed the meter man Heard the sirens coming, and he sat down on the steps Shut off his McCulloch and he lit a cigarette The verdict, it was guilty and they said "youre gonna fry" He didnt see her in the back row, didnt hear her cry All that he could see was the terrified face of the meter man The moment that he sent him packing to the promised land They led him down the hallway, and the priest said him a prayer He wasnt none too happy, but he knew that fair was fair Still hed like to thank the meter man, for coming to the door Otherwise his true love would be lying scattered on the floor And as for her, she never loved again, no not one time And though she broke his heart and led him to this ghastly crime She prayed each day theyd be together on the other side And she cried herself to sleep each night until the day she died |
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