The Killing Season

[Verse 1]
The killing season, it's beginning
I feel your hands around my throat
You either lose or come up winning
I wear my old grey overcoat

Now paint it, Mary, paint it black
Tonight they hang Jerry, tonight they hang Jack
When this killing season's over
I'll never say your name again

[Refrain]
And if I smell the perfume of
The perfume of your blood
I know it's just the incense
Incense of my drug

[Verse 2]
Do you hear the children speaking backwards?
Their bodies float above the bed
Who sings a song that isn't sung? My soul's in traction
Cops and criminals and all that crawl get into action
Smelling the incense of the perfume of your blood
Smelling the incense of the perfume of my drug

[Verse 3]
The brick and mortar start to pound
A powder in the air like anthrax brought six white horses down
When this cold dark night is over
There ain't nobody left around

[Bridge]
Now paint it, Mary, paint it black
Tonight they hang Jerry, tonight they hang Jack
And when this fever dream has ended
I'll never come this way again

[Refrain]
And if I smell the perfume of
The perfume of your blood
I know it's just the incense
Incense of my drug

[Outro]
The killing season, it's beginning
Skeletal hands are on my throat
Someone will lose somebody's winnings
I wear my old grey overcoat
I wear my old grey overcoat