Let's Talk Murder

I was born with the midnight blues. I never had a lot to do. Got in fights and I sniffed some glue. My bones grew cold right through. My daddy said, "You gotta grow up. You gotta drink from a big boy's cup. Sunday church and doctor school. Stay clean, follow the rules." Murder, let's talk about Murder. Let's dig a little deeper. Let's grow a little colder. I could tell you 'bout a lot of things. 'Cause I know why the caged bird sings. But I ain't here to anger you. I don't want no big review. I wanna talk about the things I've done. I wanna tell you 'bout tons of fun. Some people are born to run. Me, me, I'm shooting my gun. Murder, let's talk about murder. Let's dig a little deeper. Let's grow a little colder. Talk murder. Let's talk about murder. Let's dig a little deeper. Let's grow a little colder. I did Mom and I did my dad. I did my sister and her boyfriend, Brad. Billy on the corner and his sister, Drew. Nobody knew what I pulled through. I felt big and I felt strong. The devil jumped up and he tagged along. And I cut Lucy Peters in half. Then I slit my throat and I got laughed. Murder, let's talk about murder. Let's dig a little deeper. Let's grow a little colder. Talk murder. Let's talk about murder. Let's dig a little deeper. Let's grow a little colder. Yeah. Let's see how tough you really are. Oh, boy.