Print the Legend

Jill Collins was working
In a stripmall ice cream store
When the man called Sidewalk Sidney
Stumbled in the door

He was a local eminence
Of questionable repute
She asked him what he wanted
And all he could say was, "Shoot"

Print the legend
Print the legend
Print the legend
When the truth won't do

Two hours later
And two banana splits
They had talked about their neighbors
They had talked about her shift

They had a reasonable plan
To make an ill-advised move
Go ahead and print the legend
When the truth simply will not do

Print the legend
Print the legend
Print the legend
When the righteous truth won't do

Sid was a carpenter
Not unlike like Jesus Christ
Always happy to do half the work
And charge you twice the price

And Jill was slinging Häagen-Dazs
And was working on a trade
Three credits short at Yokel State
She's gonna be a legal aide

Print the legend
Print the legend
Print the legend
When the stupid truth won't do

Outside the local Chevron
In the middle of the night
Gassed up in the Honda
And keeping out of sight

An anonymous car pulled up
With ATM loot
When the final toll was tallied
All Sid could say was "Shoot"

Print the legend
Print the legend
Print the legend
When it fucks up the truth

Jill Collins grabbed the bag
And then she grabbed the wheel
Sidney was shot and near-passed out
When he made his last appeal

"Keep me safe and keep me alive
And I'll settle the score"
They held hands and they laid eyes
Before she pushed him out the door

Print the legend
Print the legend
Print the legend
When the simple truth won't do

Ten years later
She's thinking of old Sid
She's living in an apartment
With a husband and a kid

Does it keep her up all night?
The things that go unmentioned?
When everyone else gets uptight
She hardly pays attention

Print the legend
Print the legend
Print the legend
When the truth won't do

Print the legend
And believe it's true



Credits
Writer(s): Elizabeth Nelson Bracy, Timothy M Bracy
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