Lyrics
[Intro]
(Silence... then a deep, vibrating hum: Mmm-hmmm...)
(Sound of a revolver cylinder spinning)
"In this desert, silence is the only truth left."
[Verse 1]
The moon is a cold, white eye in the sky
Watching the brave and the broken-hearted die
I’ve got silver in my pocket and a shadow on my back
Racing the devil down a one-way track
I don’t need a pulpit, I don’t need a pew
The wind is my witness, and my aim is true.
[Chorus]
(Heavy, Slow Drum Thumps)
Oh, they can lock the gates and they can build the wall
But the higher they climb, the harder they’ll fall
I’m the whisper in the canyon, the smoke in the air
The Joker’s reminder that life isn’t fair
Go ahead and pray, go ahead and staff
But I’m the one who gets... the Last Laugh.
[Verse 2]
(Aggressive, fast guitar picking)
The lawman is coming with a rope and a star
But he don’t know who the hell we are
We’re the sons of the thunder, the kin of the rain
We find our glory f-dak l-west dyal l-pain (in the middle of the pain)
The Americans love a man with a mystery
I’m the black ink stain on their golden history.
[Bridge]
(Vocal drops to a very deep growl)
They say I’m a monster...
They say I’m a thief...
But I’m just the man...
Who brings the relief.
[Outro]
(Music fades out to a single deep bass note)
Ha... Ha... Ha...
Yeah, I’m getting...
The Last...
Laugh.
(Sound of a distant crow cawing)