Lyrics to Monticello
Dillinger was the best-known bank robber in the world - During a robbery, Dillinger would spring into the bank and address the tellers; an action which called attention to himself
You knew it was Dillinger when you saw his smile
Watered down
Letters of hate
Creep in on me
I've watched that water
Drip into mud
As charred fingers stab at my eyes
No regrets can touch this soul
Cause I'm a devil in a three-piece suit
That good old green
Paint on paper; prostitute (x4)
For now four walls
Closing
Stabbing
At my fate
Soon dirt starring down
That barrell
Turning water into wine
It never seemed so sweet
Turning faith into blind
It was never so easy
You knew it was Dillinger when you saw his smile
Watered down
Letters of hate
Creep in on me
I've watched that water
Drip into mud
As charred fingers stab at my eyes
No regrets can touch this soul
Cause I'm a devil in a three-piece suit
That good old green
Paint on paper; prostitute (x4)
For now four walls
Closing
Stabbing
At my fate
Soon dirt starring down
That barrell
Turning water into wine
It never seemed so sweet
Turning faith into blind
It was never so easy