my pockets stained
from bloody dollar bills
i should lay low
but then i can’t get my thrills
you know the lord
loves a stickup man
this pistol’s
feeling mighty hot in my hand
while stealing cars
outside the town of Slaughter
i lost my heart
to the hangman’s daughter
she held me close
while i whispered all my plans
she knows the lord
loves a stickup man
that’s what i am
baptized with the bullets
baptized in the ring of fire
baptized in the sewers
yeah you’ll be baptized when you
lose your life
i am a stickup man
oh the lord loves a stickup man
that’s what i am
we had to leave my partner
slim behind
while robbing banks
down at the county line
he said my friends
it’s time to make my stand
cuz the lord he loves a stickup man
my little lover’s crying
out in the streets
my blood is spilling
in the desert heat
as the sheriff’s shouting
show your hands
oh the lord
loves a stickup man
that’s what i am
baptized with the bullets
baptized with a noose
baptized with tequila fire
and the fearful shame
i cannot shake loose
i am a stickup man
o lord i am a stickup man
that’s what i am
The excellent new LP from Seattle’s Fotoform pairs the moodiness of goth with drifting dream pop melodies, resulting in bewitching songs. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 18, 2021