Jack Ruby Cifras

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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I remember his hat tilted forward
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His glasses are folded in his vest
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And he seems like the kind of man who beats his horses
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Or the dancers who work at a bar
 
[Verse 2]
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We saw on the screen his face for a moment
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No time to plead or even ask why
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Jack Ru--by appears from out of nowhere
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Then disappears in broad daylight
 
[Verse 3]
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'Cause he's a friend of that cloven-hoofed gangster the devil
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He's been seen with the sheriff and the police
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Drinking whiskey and water after hours, saying
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"Let's do business, boys. The drinks are on me."
 
[Verse 4]
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So draw the box along quickly
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Avert your eyes with shame
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Let us stand and speak of the weather
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And pretend nothing ever happened on that day
 
[Instrumental]
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[Verse 5]
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Grant us the luxury, 'cause all our heroes are bastards
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Grant us the luxury, 'cause all our heroes are thieves
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Of the innocence of the afternoons
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Now we think it's a virtue  to simply survive
 
[Verse 6]
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But it feels like this calm it's decaying
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It's collapsing under its own weight
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And I think its your friend the hangman coming
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Choking back a laugh, a drunkard swaggering to your door
 
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[Verse 7]
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Now do you feel that cold, icy presence
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In the morning with coffee and with bread
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Do you feel it in the movement of traffic
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And days are terrible, simply forget
 
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