Murder Of A Small Man Lyrics

Zephyrs Murder Of A Small Man

Meet me in the old houseWhen the concrete is colder
Linoleum is peiling from the floor Split the deck and
take the card The jokers have been taken out The kings
and queens are laughing at the name of hearts Hold my
teeth, don't breath in or fan me Small stones grow large
in soil and sand Hold my teeth, don't breath in or fan me
Small stones grow large in soil and sand