Lyric Spaghetti

A little lyric story of lyrics, part-lyrics and nothing else, strung together like joined spaghetti.

I stand accused

It’s more than a feeling but I lost it somehow while waiting for the hammer to fall. Ain’t it funny how the feeling goes away? You see I stand accused, sweet sweet fate. I am the one to blame for this.

You see I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy. All around in my home town they’re trying to track me down, want to bring me in guilty for the killing of a deputy. For the life of a deputy, but I say take my world all apart. Oh! If it’s really out of my hands why, why, why, why, did you have to die?

Oh, did you see it? Where was the body found? Oh, if you say so. I see that you’re standing your ground.

Nobody else knows that you are acting kinda sus

Fine, we’ll believe it but there is one among us.

Well I told that judge right to his face I don’t like to see this place. We’re in the jailhouse now. It’s fare thee well my old lover. Oh! Deputy thank you for loving me. I never expect to see you again.

To be continued in the next joint