Mr White was a lawyer for a murderer's case,
With many years behind him and a treacherous face,
Sitting at his table on a train to the west,
You gotta know how to draw you gotta know how to dress,
Suddenly the window breaks in jumps a man,
Scarf over his mouth and the heat in his hand,
He says "good morning white,
You got some time to waste?"
This metal in your mouth will leave a nasty taste,
Can you see the fear, flashing through his eyes,
Well there's old Dr. Johnson with a hole in his eye,
He don't know how to fight but he knows how to die,
There's someone outside in the coridoor now,
Pulls open the shutter, and takes a bow,
The window to the track is rivetted shut
Poor old Dr Johnson he aint got much luck
Has the ticekt inspector comes along for the dead,
And sees the curves of a girl sillouhetted instead,
Can you see the fear flashing through his eyes?
Fool who brings a knife to a gunfight ends up six feet below me
The deviationist society if you wanna live it's best to be lonely
Tell me you are listening
There's money in the sand when it's riddled with gold,
And it all gets out of hand when there a woman involved,
You can't pull the plug on the American dream,
You'll end up in the ditch in the final scene,
Have you felt the rain crawling down your face?
Fool who brings a knife to a gunfight ends up six feet below,
The deviationist society if you wanna live it's best to be lonely,
Now there's only one left at the back of the train,
We don't know what he's lost but there's nothing to gain,
The smile on his face and a tear in the eye,
Casually making truth from a lie,
Now like it or not he's gettin away,
You make your own rules at the end of the day,
The cards in his hand are lost in the mist,
Maybe that makes him a deviationist,
Fool who brings a knife to a gunfight ends up six feet below me,
The deviationist society if you wanna live it's best to be lonely,