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Date of issue: 09.03.2020
Song language: English
Mark |
They come to hunt the poor man |
When his luck runs out |
They come to hunt they come to take you |
Down down down |
Mark: |
So I’m at the bar with Ramon and the boys and Ramon’s like, «Hey, |
I know this sweet score but its gonna take some cojones!» |
and he starts |
talking about some hush hush secret super soldier program the government’s got |
going and how they got this guy who’s half machine and they’re trying to build |
phase two, which is like either an army of robot fairies for him to lead, |
or some kind of tank they attach his bottom half to and Ramon doesn’t know, |
but there’s this tinker’s shop where they’re putting the plans together and |
every Thursday some government liaison goes there to meet with this tinker, |
and some guy named Lloyd, and some woman named Llewelyn who they say is |
related to Edgar McAlistair, like, THE Edgar McAlistair and they got these |
plans there and if we steal 'em we could start a bidding war between the |
government and the resistance and it’d be the biggest payday ever seen but I’m |
like, «Hell no! |
That’s how to get killed!» |
But then later, as we’re getting |
drunk Brandon’s starting in on me, like how I’m a lame thief and I don’t have |
the sauce for it, and finally I’m like, «Screw you, Brandon! |
Me and Ramon are |
gonna steal these plans and it’ll be epic and I’ll show you!» |
They come to hunt the poor man |
When his luck runs out |
They come to hunt they come to take you |
Down down down |
Mark: |
So we do the job, but it all goes completely wrong cause that Llewelyn woman |
was there, and she scared Ramon who shot her and I’m like, «Hell no, |
I didn’t sign up for no murder charge!» |
Cause I ain’t never seen someone |
killed before and it’s not good, it’s not good at all, and so I’m puking on the |
floor, but we did get these plans in this folder but they’re weird, bruh, |
I don’t even know what they’re for and we get away and so later that night |
we’re at Ramon’s celebrating, except I’m not celebrating. |
I’m crying and |
sobbing. |
Wait, no, don’t tell Brandon I said that, I totally didn’t cry, |
I’m like stone cold. |
So anyway, Ramon won’t let go of these plans. |
He’s clutching them and he’s getting lit on this drug called TanSan like |
completely blitzed out, and suddenly he just disappears, like, one second he’s |
on the sofa and the next he’s gone and I’m like, «Woah, this is like some end |
up in the psych ward stuff» and he stays gone for like two hours, |
but then two hours later he just pops right back in with some story about |
going back in time to a prairie, only he had the plans with him, |
but he dropped them there and didn’t bring them back and right then we hear |
sirens |
They come to hunt the poor man |
When his luck runs out |
They come to hunt they come to take you |
Down down down |
Mark: |
So I just bail and Ramon was behind me, but because he’s all drugged out he’s |
slow and the cops nab him, but I just keep running and I head underground |
thinking maybe I’ll go hide with the voodoopunks, but the tunnels under the |
city are like a maze, bruh and there’s like weird people down there so I gave |
up on that. |
Wandering around the dark is not my thing. |
I figure I’ll just stay |
outta sight up here and the next thing I know, I’m hearing they interrogated |
Ramon to death and they’re after me, so I’ve been hiding and running and I’m |
not doing too well, but that’s not all, cause now they’re rounding up every |
druggie they can get their hands on and word is they got this big warehouse |
they’re sticking 'em all in and they’re force-feeding them TanSan until one of |
them blips like Ramon and goes to that prairie place and brings them back their |
folder and if your girl was taken that’s where she is and you just better hope |
she hasn’t dropped dead of a drug overdose because they’re burning through |
druggies and I’m sorry but that’s all I can help you with cause I’m staying out |
of sight until this whole thing blows over and if you were smart you’d stay out |
of it too but either way nice to meet you, good luck and I’m out of here |
They come to hunt the poor man |
When his luck runs out |
They come to hunt they come to take you |
Down down down |