9mm And A Three Piece Suit lyrics

by Streetlight Manifesto





Well, I know I shouldn't care,
But I do and I don't.
And I always crack a smile,
When I see your punk clothes.
And you try, try, but you'll never fit in,
And you're never going to.
So pack it up, pack it in, so there.

Steve took three or four,
Hannah took more.
Lit a cigarette,
Now they're walking out the door,
With a semi-automatic and a ski mask on.
They look to one another
And they say to themselves,
"What fun."

Well I never want to bother,
And I never want to hover,
Over his or her affairs,
'Cause (that's not fair!)
And it seems to me that your
Running out of time. And it seems to me
Like you're never going to do what's right.

Jack dropped 21,
Jill 22,
The look in his eye said,
"Brother what are you going to do,
with a 9mm and a three piece suit?"
They look to one another and say,
"Hey motherfucker, who's the fool?"


(WHOA!)
Steve took three or four,
Hannah took more.
Lit a cigarette,
Now they're walking out the door,
With a semi-automatic and a ski mask on,
They look to one another
And they say to themselves ("what fun"),
Jack dropped 21,
Jill 22,
The look in his eye said,
"Brother what are you going to do,
with a 9mm and a three piece suit?,"
They look to one another and say,
"Hey motherfucker, who's the fool?"