| Song | One More Murder |
| Artist | Better Than Ezra |
| Album | The X-Files - Fight The Future (The Album) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Lyrics:Kevin Griffin Music:Kevin Griffin | |
| One more murder in this town, | |
| Don't mean a thing just lock your doors | |
| And drive around. | |
| One more murder in this town, | |
| Don't worry the rain will | |
| Wash the chalk marks from the ground. | |
| Saturday night, shots ring out, | |
| Add one to the body count. | |
| You come alive to see another's end. | |
| Plead it to a lesser count, | |
| D.A. says without a doubt, | |
| In 3-5 you're on the streets again. | |
| One more murder in this town | |
| Don't mean a thing | |
| You get accustomed to the sound | |
| One more murder in this town | |
| Block off the street and | |
| Wrap the crime scene tape around. | |
| Hosanna! Hosanna! | |
| I can't feel a thing at all! | |
| Hosanna! Hosanna! | |
| I can't feel a thing! | |
| I can't feel a thing at all! | |
| Saturday night you're going out | |
| Parking lot, a figure come about | |
| Feel a piece click against your head. | |
| Pleading to his sympathy, | |
| 'Take the car, I got a family' | |
| You hear a laugh, | |
| 'It don't mean shit to me.' | |
| One more murder in this town |
| Lyrics: Kevin Griffin Music: Kevin Griffin | |
| One more murder in this town, | |
| Don' t mean a thing just lock your doors | |
| And drive around. | |
| One more murder in this town, | |
| Don' t worry the rain will | |
| Wash the chalk marks from the ground. | |
| Saturday night, shots ring out, | |
| Add one to the body count. | |
| You come alive to see another' s end. | |
| Plead it to a lesser count, | |
| D. A. says without a doubt, | |
| In 35 you' re on the streets again. | |
| One more murder in this town | |
| Don' t mean a thing | |
| You get accustomed to the sound | |
| One more murder in this town | |
| Block off the street and | |
| Wrap the crime scene tape around. | |
| Hosanna! Hosanna! | |
| I can' t feel a thing at all! | |
| Hosanna! Hosanna! | |
| I can' t feel a thing! | |
| I can' t feel a thing at all! | |
| Saturday night you' re going out | |
| Parking lot, a figure come about | |
| Feel a piece click against your head. | |
| Pleading to his sympathy, | |
| ' Take the car, I got a family' | |
| You hear a laugh, | |
| ' It don' t mean shit to me.' | |
| One more murder in this town |
| Lyrics: Kevin Griffin Music: Kevin Griffin | |
| One more murder in this town, | |
| Don' t mean a thing just lock your doors | |
| And drive around. | |
| One more murder in this town, | |
| Don' t worry the rain will | |
| Wash the chalk marks from the ground. | |
| Saturday night, shots ring out, | |
| Add one to the body count. | |
| You come alive to see another' s end. | |
| Plead it to a lesser count, | |
| D. A. says without a doubt, | |
| In 35 you' re on the streets again. | |
| One more murder in this town | |
| Don' t mean a thing | |
| You get accustomed to the sound | |
| One more murder in this town | |
| Block off the street and | |
| Wrap the crime scene tape around. | |
| Hosanna! Hosanna! | |
| I can' t feel a thing at all! | |
| Hosanna! Hosanna! | |
| I can' t feel a thing! | |
| I can' t feel a thing at all! | |
| Saturday night you' re going out | |
| Parking lot, a figure come about | |
| Feel a piece click against your head. | |
| Pleading to his sympathy, | |
| ' Take the car, I got a family' | |
| You hear a laugh, | |
| ' It don' t mean shit to me.' | |
| One more murder in this town |