The Zephyrs - Murder Of A Small Man lyrics

Meet me in the old house When 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