Violent

It was something

That I read in a book

A gang of bandits

Around a prairie fire

One was going to empty his gun

Into a sleeping man

Because he snored too loud

Then another one stopped him there

With the terror of two sailors

In a smuggler's boat

And the sailors were plenty scared

They saw a dark shape swimming

Up the Strait of Hormuz

It's violent

Good

Cause if it's violent

It's understood

And if it's violent

Maybe

It's all violent

The sailor tried to calm his friend

With a tale of a couple in an apartment

Where the husband was slowly

Poisoning his wife

His wife was telling night tales

To their child

About city cats and country mice

And how the dogs in charge

Would eat their young

And while they fought

Each other tooth and claw

The suburban rats

Would fall down and laugh

Cause it's violent

Good

Cause if it's violent

It's understood

And if it's violent

Maybe

It's all violent