There’s three of you
Kneeling in front of me
I know one of you
Is lying
I know one of you
Knows
Which one
Is lying
And the third one
Is just
Some poor schmuck
Who’s about
To be
In the wrong place
At the wrong time
I got a knife
I got a nice knife
Sharp
Kept up
Not like how
Most people
Treat their knives
These days
My father taught me
How to treat a knife
My father taught me
About a lot of things
How to do those things
And not feel bad about it
Because food costs
And clothes cost
And the things you want in life
Cost
And the cost meets
The price
And the price
Is always
High
Three kneeling in front
One a liar
One knows who the liar is
And the schmuck
Now I’ll tell you
What I know
I know
That the schmuck
Gets the knife
How do I know that?
Because that’s how life is
The liar survives
The guy who supports
The liar
Survives
Because he supports
The liar
But he pays up eventually
And the schmuck
In the wrong place
At the wrong time
Gets his throat cut
Does the devil ever come
For the liar?
He might
He comes for us all
Doesn’t he?
But the liar plays keep away
And it’s possible
That today
The liar is going to stand up
And walk out of here
A little shaken up
But with his neck
Still intact
I guess I could slice up
All three of you
And secure my chances
Of getting
What I came here for
But I don’t like waste
And to tell you the truth
I have a bit of respect
For the liar
It’s an honest profession
Being a liar
Because you spend your life
Knowing that nothing is shit
And nobody means nothing
And if you worry too much
About how you get out of jams
Like this one
And who gets cut
As a result
Then one day
You’re the schmuck
I’m going to ask one of you
If you’re the liar
And you can say
Whatever you want
Because ultimately
It doesn’t matter
Like I said
Nothing matters
But not everybody
Gets
To stand
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