Shoot to kill, I dropped a pill   Then I threw a bottle of drink down my throat   I went at first looking for assistance   T bone burst in with both guns blazing      T bone, clear out the till      Mother spilled her veils and her baby's milk   When I walk past in my balaclava   Stepping through glass and past a cadaver   Up to the counter, I could smell the sulfur      Honey, it makes me feel ill   T bone, clear out the till      I took two hills with both rifles empty   I ran for miles when T bone went to town   As he ran around, the people had their hands up   All that he found was his next victim      Honey, it makes me feel ill   T bone, clear out the till   T bone, T bone, T bone