Under the new moon
I label a store doomed
Owner better pray tonight
His luxeries soon be mine
Buddy and I step out
Trouble close, no doubt
Approach from the back
Get the gear from our cadallac
We don't need the money
Com on, lets go Johnny
Took my upright outta the case
With a smile on my face
Smashed the window open
My bass, mightier then the pen
Slapped the bass as we went in
Howled at the moon. It begins
Told my man to move fast
Get hte goods while they last
In the store we went
Stole all their instruments
-=Chorus=-
A Psychobilly Crime
A Rocking Roll Time
Taking things that are not mine
And i don't give a shit.
-=end chorus=-
-=Solo=-
-=Chorus=-
The owner was still there
This robbery he couldn't bare
The man said "oh no please"
"Shut up you," said Nokeys
You don't need this, I bet
I need it, I broke my gretch
Johnny I said -amps too
So we can play a loud blues
Johnny, better get going
The cops are coming.
Alarm was ringing
We were singing
Feet were Jigging
My boots were clinging
Got back but didn't doze
Played mustic till yellow star rose
A night to remember
That much is for sure
We scored a big sack
And we never looked back
-=Chorus=-
