Black Panic - Triggerfinger

Get in there with a chair and a whip and let it crack

Oh loose behavior

I gave you a fright and you gave it right back

A panicking man both drowns himself and his savior

And there he stands, and there he stands

Father son and the Holy Ghost

Flanked by opinions, opinions and demands

Who eats the fastest gets the most

I ain’t easy Eddie

I can keep my right hand steady

My aim is true

I’ve got my eyes on you

I’ve got my eyes on you

Come out come out

From behind your strap-on

But you’re not ready for your close-up, yet

There’s no need, no need, to further improvise

Just yank that victim blanket right over your head

I ain’t easy Eddie

I can keep my right hand steady

My aim is true

I’ve got my eyes on you

I’ve got my eyes on you