Panzaram

Polk county Minnesota where the story begins
Window is broken now a pistol missing
Red runing out of that painting house
Black smoke rising now burn it to the ground

The things he saw when he was a boy
Made him sharpen his knife on the innocent
Now the Shadows in that box car planted an evil seed
Hollow tree gonna cut you down

Say I wish the world had one neck
Wish my hands were around it
Oh no I wish the world had one neck
Wish my hands were around it

Leavenworth Kansas 1930
End of the road for Panzaram
Say I kill ten men in the time it takes to kill me
Spit in my face now bury me in gasoline

Oh no I wish the world had one neck
Wish my hands were around it
Oh no I wish the world had one neck
Wish my hands were around it



Credits
Writer(s): Steve Kilcrease
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