"Hatchet Man" genre: Rock
	lo fi play (dial-up) hi fi play (broadband)	email track to a friend	add to My.MP3
	A take on a guy who believes in a terminally ill person's right to die. Sure he's noble! Sure he has his ideals! But dude. he likes to KILL PEOPLE..
	CD: foureyes   Label: Self-Produced Credits: Dave Parnall: Vox/ Guitar; Jeff Cleland: Bass; Andrew Bacon: Drums
	Lyrics Nothing but black water days? Your life a swamp and you see no signs of fresh rain? Is your moon less wax, more wane? Well, that's quite the dismal picture! I know it ain't my decay And that it's all you've got left to give away But if you want it all behind you I'm at your beck and call I'm here to help you on your way to that happy place Just clear your mind, take one last breath and relax your pace chorus: Must I explain my morbid mission? It's fatal art. Would you like a pict-o-gram? Or may I just commence? Do I have permission? My wish awaits your command I can't stop all your pain - I'm no magician Just your friendly neighborhood Hatchet Man I'll make that bird reach for the sky He'll finally get a chance to meet with the Big Guy I won't be here to help out your bereaved So say your goodbyes and your don't cry's Celestial company will take your hand to help you find that happy place Just clear your mind, take one last breath, and relax your pace chorus Just a friendly Hatchet Man Let's trade that life of dues for some seraphic views No more moping, no more of this "past your prime" Geriatric Blues meet the Big Doozy Say hi to Pete That is, if you've been kind in this life ˇ

Copyright notice. All material on MP3.com is protected by copyright law and by international treaties. You may download this material and make reasonable number of copies of this material only for your own personal use. You may not otherwise reproduce, distribute, publicly perform, publicly display, or create derivative works of this material, unless authorized by the appropriate copyright owner(s).