30 To Go (Murder Ballad) Lyrics

Sunday morning nineteen fifty-four

Tenth of July eight-thirty Baltimore

Andy Winters had enough that day"That boy ain't right" is what the locals say

Hot and muggy in the summertime

The perfect weather for this heinous crime

Oppressive unrelenting perspiry

Set about his day of enmity

No one's to blame

(who could blame anyone?)

Still it's a shame

(when all was said and done)

How could we know

(all the clues were there)

30 to go

(In the public square)

Intrusive thoughts and fantasies

Clouded his mind and what he sees

Blocking out their mournful pleas

Spattered Blood and broken families

No one's to blame (who could blame anyone?)

Still it's a shame (when all was said and done)

How could we know (all the clues were there)

20 to go (In the public square)

He killed so fast, there was no time to scream

In this sick and twisted killer's dream

The cops arrived, what could they do

But stand aside, he was almost through

No one's to blame (who could blame anyone?)

Still it's a shame (when all was said and done)

How could we know (all the clues were there)

10 to go (In the public square)

Andy faced them as the last one fell

Guns drawn on him, a last farewell

He took his bows, ending the show

Straight to hell, the last one to go

No one's to blame (who could blame anyone?)

Still it's a shame (when all was said and done)

How could we know (all the clues were there)

Tragedy (In the public square)