Pedro the Lion Discretion Letras:
having no idea that his youngest son was dead the
farmer and his sweet young wife slept soundly in
his bed in the shadow of the mountain as the
cattle hung their heads grazing only feet from
where the broken body lay and would lay
undiscovered for another several days when the
[Más Letras en es.mp3lyrics.org/DTHL]
farmer would find vultures at their banquet in the
hay the killer traveled eastbound in a golden
brown sedan weighing his most recent deviation
from the plan counting down the hours til the sun
came up again hired to hit the farmer by the
farmer's asshole son he had not yet decided
between poison or a gun when suddenly he realized
he would not use either one
Letras: Discretion Pedro the Lion [final]