so long, atticus

oh so long, so long atticus
try as you might, you didn't have the spite
to stay mad at us
we borrowed from your fingers and stole from your toes
boosted the moustache from under your nose
oh so long, so long, atticus

i held the gun against his head
before i could pull the trigger, he was dead

oh so long, so long atticus
secrets concealed became secrets revealed
by your chattiness
it cost you your fortune, it cost you your fame
it cost you the woman who ran off with your name
oh so long, so long, atticus

i held the gun against his head
before i could pull the trigger, he was dead

oh so long, so long atticus
i'll see you around this foggy battleground
atticus

end.

so long, atticus©2003 by frank caravella