Daisy

Don't look down on me, Daisy
I just need a little more time

Four bald tires on a GTO
Quarter tank of rocket fuel ready to roll
Bandana cover up my face
Slide into the first city bank
With a slick black 357 I don't wanna use

First shot rings out as I walk through the door
Put the money in the bag, everybody on the goddamn floor
I know I saw you in the pew last Sunday
But then everything changed come Monday
The bright pink letter from the bank gave me nothin' to lose

So don't look down on me, Daisy
I just need a little more time
I know my mama she been prayin'
Prayin' I make it out alive

Keep my sweaty finger pressed against that ice cold trigger
While that second hand counts down like a nine-pound hammer
Don't be a hero, keep your hands up high
Do what I say and we'll be all right
While the sirens scream and time is runnin' out
It's too late to turn back now

Don't look down on me, Daisy
I just need a little more time
I know my mama she been prayin'
Prayin' I make it out alive

Face-to-face with the boy in blue
We both wore red when we were back in school
Now two Friday night small town stars
Couldn't be farther apart
As time stands still and we both know we've gotta do

Don't look down on me, Daisy
I just need a little more time
I know my mama she been prayin'
Prayin' I make it out alive
No, don't look down