Hey, Mr. Hangman
Wont you please spare my life?
I swear I’m a rich man
I live in Newland with my children and my wife
I was hanging round just to see
What kind of rope you’d use
If you were to hang someone else
But now your eyes are set on me
And I don’t understand
Why you’d wanna see me dead
When I was minding no one but myself
Hey, Mr. Jokeman
Throw one by me
There’s nothing you could say, man,
Could make them believe
I went down to where I first saw you run
To see if I could maybe meet
One of these guys has a better explanation
Than the one that they gave me
Oh, Madam Graceland
Lord knows that you
Have seen more than your portion
Of rage and abuse
Now you don’t wanna see’m die
'Cause you’ve grown such a strong connection to them
And, oh, Madam Graceland
They’ll love ya ‘till the end
Hey Mr. Hangman
Is it too much to call you my friend?
I’ve grown to get used
To this noose across my head
You could come to dinner with my family
Watch our new T.V.
And stay in my second cousins spare bed
But now your eyes are set on me
And I don’t understand
Why the hell you’re following me round
Still wanting me dead
Tele Novella continue their mystical journey to the heart of lovelorn country & western on their upcoming Kill Rock Stars full-length. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 29, 2023