ypsi~dixit

The Ypsilanti vigilante walks the streets at night,
with a hammer and a 2-dollar bill
Laying in the shadows in a concrete hole
Prayin' somebody gonna save his soul.

A thimbleful of whiskey and a black cat eye,
Judge and jury when you pass by.
The sky goes black and the moon turns away,
no man is righteous, nobody gets away. Nobody gets away. (you better watch out!)

Vigilante don't reap nothin' he can't sow.
He rises when the city is asleep,
Carrying a shovel and a broken crown,
Singin' by the river till the moon come down.

A broken glass rug and a pile of stones,
Hiding in the alley, listen to the wind moan.
Nobody seen him but the faces in the trees,
There's no redemption, you can git up off your knees.
You can git up off your knees.

January sky, brought the thunder and the rain
Nobody knows when you come
Pour cold water on an old bloodstain
The only sound is the song that he hums

Vigilante ain't got no heart of gold
He don't want no silver-lined cloud
He got a broke-down engine and a beat-up dog,
Movin' by the depot in the midnight fog.

A thimbleful of whiskey and a black cat eye,
Judge and jury when you pass by.
The sky goes black and the moon turns away,
no man is righteous, nobody gets away. Nobody gets away. (you better watch out!)