It was something that I read in a book About 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 tale 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
If it was violent Cause if it's violent, it's understood And if it's violent 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
If it was violent Cause if it's violent, it's understood And if it's violent It's all violent
