I heard she’s been giving herself to a man
That she doesn’t know
And his chest like a bullet proof vest on heart
Never let it show
She asked the man as she reached for his hand
Why he liked living so alone
He put his finger to his lips
Like this
And he turned up the radio
And let the band play
Oh he let the band play
She was a dime in a dozen
Heads flipping off the boys who were chasing tail
Like some neighbor
Some so nice to meet ya He could swallow her like a pill
She couldn’t think too pretty in pink
So he locked her up in a jail
She learned quick no acting like this
How’d you get like this
Why’d she listen what the man say
Oh and let the band play
So let him drive you wild, pour a little bit more
Oh and let the band play
And let the band play
And now she’s torn apart
With his liquor and a broken heart
Now she’s torn apart
She should’ve listen what the man say
And let the band play
Oh and let the let the let the
So let him drive you wild
Pour a little bit more
Just let him drive you wild
Pour a little bit more
And get the money get the money
(Oh you lazy, no good, deadbeat, lying, awful piece of vile fucking scum,
you fucking downright piece of shit, I’ll spit on your grave, I’ll make you
suffer, I’ll massacre you, you fucking bastard, vile piece of shit,
I’m coming for you, you hear me?! I’m coming for you! I’m coming for you! Aah)
And let the band play
And let the band play
And let the band play
And let the band play