Текст песни Dare Master - The Wasteland Wailers

[I haven't seen you for a week
I'm worried but uh, where's the money?
There's certainly no way you would... would ya?]

You wouldn't dare to leave me
No not at all
I wasn't followed so please
Return my call

I doubled back, I knocked three times
The door was open wide
All the wool in our bed
Sliced and turned outside

You wouldn't dare to leave me
Not with all I know
Your mama's bar, your brothers trainyard
Everywhere you'd go

So I took a powder cross the tracks
Found your family too
When I asked if they'd seen ya
All they said was "who?"

Law on my tail I can smell when I've been framed
So I took your picture knockin, and got a bunch of different names
Heard the stories of the others you'd set up to take the fall
And how they all looked just like me, guess that's why you didn't call

I mighta believed that you got drunk and spilled
All about our job, damn near got you killed
I'd call it my mistake, find a safer place to hide

It don't add up and I might be a fool
Cause I never really had no special schoolin'
But two and two sure don't make a five
My head hunt starts tonight

Lost the cops, found a dive, got drunk enough for three
Cried the blues a bit too loud and got bounced to the street
My tale of your two timing and the way that I was framed
Won myself a helpful tip from one of your old flames

Drank some coffee, cleaned my revolver, strapped it to my side
I could have kissed the dame who told me exactly where you'd hide
Slipped the window open, kicked your carcass out of bed
Now you! Tell the truth! Or the next one's in your head

You would not dare to leave me, no no not through that door
The hot lead won't be whizzin by, you'll just hit the floor
It was a job before the pleasure ride
If you'd have shot straight and hadn't lied
We'd split the take and then split for good
But hey! Get back down! Understood?

You would not dare to leave me and even if you do
Hey, check out this pretty little wanted poster
This fellow kinda looks like you

I ripped your mug off the postman's wall
Dropped em one of them anonymous calls
So my aim is getting steady and my temp is getting warmer
They say it's dead or alive, I'll make sure it's the former

If you dare to leave me, if you dare to leave, choose wise
Do you want a ball and chain around your ankles?
Or one between your eyes?