All the roads run through this place
This is never the destination
Everybody's a new face
Isolated roadside nation
Strangers never tell their names
And if someone ever tries to stay
Local boys, Smith and Wesson
Are sure to teach 'em a lesson
Murdertown!
Population stays six-six-six
We got rifles to keep it fixed
This is our town, you keep that in mind
If you don't we hang you high
Local people live their little lives
Hard working men and deasant housewives
We hope you're leaving soon
Or we'll meet at high noon
Gas station and an empty bar
A place where you can rent a car
Cemetary with nameless graves
Strangers never got to tell their tales
Murdertown!
Population stays six-six-six
We got rifles to keep it fixed
This is our town, you keep that in mind
If you don't we hang you high
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