Little Murders

Why you wanna grip the wheel so tight
Your body's shaking from a rattlesnake bite
Tearing down some hard man's road
Waiting for your head to explode
The night's craashing and the thunder rolls
Your eyes are glowing like two hot coals
Slow down brother heed the sign
Man's best friend is a diamond mine

Little murders happen all the time
There's tiny bullets at the scence of the crime
Wipe your prints then ditch that gun
Say a prayer when the deed is done

I'll light a candle when her spirits flies
She'll hear the whispers and a thousand sighs
Her naked miracle silhouette
Leapn' from the pages of a novelette

I saw her float across the valley of tears
But just magic when the smoke disappear
Her winged chariot of golden fire
Suspended by tape and wire