With a blindfold I can walk
I see colors when you talk
Could paint your picture with one black crayon
Yes, I am your ransom man
I came for you, that is correct
My trunk is hungry from neglect
I would show you but it's too direct
Well, I am your ransom man
I wore some holes into my boots
It's been weeks now following you
They say Los Angeles is a desolate land
Well, I am your ransom man
I took some work for a strong arm
You were a sucker for his charm
You see he'll love you with the back of his hand
Well, I am your ransom man
Darlin', I know that you are sweet
Just a mid west transplant with your dreams
Well, if I don't kill you he will kill me
Well, I am your ransom man
Just one look would make the call
I put that bastard's head right through a wall
Be the great returning of glass into sand
Well, I am your ransom man
Kiss me on the cheek and I'll be gone
Please do not leave flowers on my lawn
Just wanna hear Dixie from a funeral band
Well, I am the ransom man
Just wanna hear Dixie from a funeral band
Well, I am the ransom man

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