BRISTOL FASHION

I’ll trade you 1,2,3 shots of poison for your paradise We’ll take your women and your horses in exchange for some friendly advice

We will keep you in Bristol Fashion Pistol whipping discipline, tit for tats, and tongue-lashing

Now it’s looking like you started without us, ain’t that a pity ‘cause we’re the civilizing force, shout yourselves hoarse, boys: “It takes a pillage to raze a city.” We scraped the bottom of the barrel, now let’s meet the neighbors Let’s borrow some sugar, honey We will be greeted as saviors

We will keep you in Bristol Fashion Pistol whipping discipline, tit for tats, and tongue-lashing We got an offer you can’t refuse; we suggest you take it Give us your bounty, we’ll give you booze, the Baby Jesus and blankets

New York New York, it’s a wonderful town The Bronx is up and the Battery’s down Twenty-four bucks and string of beads Buys you your very own burial ground

We came around the Horn and started killin’ But we hadn’t yet invented penicillin Your Trail of Tears weren’t no field of dreams No, it hasn’t been all peaches and cream John Wilkes Booth and Lee Harvey Gave us a little taste of anarchy Sirhan Sirhan and James Earl Ray Collect called me from heaven and they’re all like, “heeeyyy”

“Saint Pete weren’t looking and we snuck in Guess that means that we’re forgiven Now we’re waiting on Cheney and Osama Bin Now which one of y’all ordered up all these virgins?”

Uh-oh! Look out!

There’s piracy on every page that turns Just remember - Rome burned

We will keep you in Bristol Fashion Pistol-whipping discipline, tit-for-tats and tongue-lashings When the party’s over, and we look in the mirror How will we face the nation? Now that we’ve trashed this place, it’s time for a space vacation

Let’s go! Rockets red glare! Fire it up now! I heard there’s a party on Mars I heard there was life on Mars, man… Anybody got a star map?

Captain, where you taking us?