Well, I killed my dad in a con gone bad
Nearly drank myself to death
But when he died he said Lou had the cake
So I caught a bus headin` west
I saw the numbers running through a small cafe
And I knew I`d find my Uncle Lou
That`s when Ed stepped up
He said pick a card
Shape the con before it shapes you
Who sent ya`?
Sam fuckin` Peckinpah
Yeah who sent ya`?
Who sent ya`?
Who sent ya`?
Sam fuckin` Peckinpah
Yeah who sent ya`?
Now I met my uncle for the very first time
And he sent me on a con with Ed
So we came callin` on his girl Dianne
A blonde grifter dressed in red
I guess pigeon dropping was the name of the game
And I had to pay my dues
Well, fun time, family fun was the plan
Shape the con before it shapes you
Who sent ya`?
Sam fuckin` Peckinpah
Yeah who sent ya`?
Who sent ya` baby girl?
Sam fuckin` Peckinpah
Yeah who sent ya`?
Sam Peckinpah tried to choke Eddie out
But he cut him from ear to ear
Then he grabbed old Lou and screamed
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