My Hole Turned Inside Out
I put the sock on my head and covered my face. Walked into the bank now a scary place. Handed her a note so no one could see, the only one who knew was she and of course me. Visions of glory a big name I would get. Billie Joe Bob he’s done it again, Busting into banks that was his thing. The problem it seems he never could bring, the pay off, the money, for fortune and fame. Yes, that would allude him and cost him the game. Yep, Billie Joe Bob was a loser just the same. So now he sits with that sock on his head, all covered with blood cause the guard shot him dead.
When Synapses Go Bad 