Two Enemies (Liquid Affairs)

There were 7 men
who operated with black smiles.
Focus harder now
you'll have him in a crossfire.
Ruby sheen on the windshield
cable will have re-runs by the springtime.
It's not on the radio.

Shooter depart.
A butterfly with wings all dusted out.
In a frame he's torn apart
a bad ballet of bright fits and starts.

The Jack of Clubs will beat
your hand into the table.
Why did they shed his blood?
Like a Martyr for the papers.
I never understood,
why they seemed to think that we'd believe it?
This game will never abate
with poker faces made of clay.

Hock his brain on the black market,
beligerence will profit.
And we wont protest, we're happy with our princess.
You will tan with no protection,
If you can sell this fairytale to the nation.

Cutting the cards.
The temptation to cheat is too strong
so they lock skulls
with antlers that are chipped and well worn.

The Jack of Clubs will beat
your hand into the table.
Why did they shed his blood?
Like a Martyr for the papers.
I never understood,
why they seemed to think that we'd believe it?
This game will never abate
with poker faces made of clay.

Leave my fee on the blanket there.
I am a professional in Liquid Affairs.
I tend to march on the softest air.
And I like to sleep alone.