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Wrist Radio Psychobilly

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Lyrics

Intro

Oh oh

Slap it down

Slap it hard

Verse 1

Plainclothes kid with a heavy grit

Chester drew the ink and fit

Chicago wind begins to blow

Renamed Dick and ready to go

Yellow coat like a warning sign

Drawing lines on the crime

Pre-Chorus

Tess is screaming in the store

Emil hits the dusty floor

Fedora low against the rain

Blood is pumping in the vein

Chorus

Wrist-radio crackle in the dead of night

Villains crawling from the ink so tight

Ugly mugs for a pretty crew

Tracy comes for all of you

Tracy comes for all of you

He makes you sing

Drop

Dick Tracy

Square jaw

Verse 2

Patton learned to take the chair

Chief is watching with a stare

Orphan Junior draws the perps

Justice finds the lonely chirps

Bonnie Braids begins to rise

Honest looks in tired eyes

Pre-Chorus

Diet Smith has the radio plan

Metal strapped to the copper's hand

Crackle pop in the empty street

Metal meets the city heat

Chorus

Wrist-radio crackle in the dead of night

Villains crawling from the ink so tight

Ugly mugs for a pretty crew

Tracy comes for all of you

Tracy comes for all of you

He makes you sing

Bridge

Caprice is looking for a fight

Flattop drowns in the morning light

Pruneface hiding in the dark

The Brow is searching for a spark

Faceless Blank is on the run

Running from the golden gun

One-liner hits like a brick

Nobody is quite as quick

Nobody is quite as quick

Verse 3

Moon Maid with the laser sight

Tragedy in the pale moonlight

Antennae silver in the park

Leaving icons in the dark

Vitamin quotes the ancient plays

Shakespeare in the comic haze

Chorus

Wrist-radio crackle in the dead of night

Villains crawling from the ink so tight

Ugly mugs for a pretty crew

Tracy comes for all of you

Tracy comes for all of you

He makes you sing

Drop

Bzzzt bzzzt

Square jaw

Slap it

Make you sing

Make you sing

Verse 4

Bad looks bad and good looks clean

Sharpest eyes you ever seen

Bleeding ink on the morning page

Lock the monsters in the cage

Watch the shadow on the wall

Wait to hear the radio call

Final Chorus

Wrist-radio crackle in the dead of night

Villains crawling from the ink so tight

Ugly mugs for a pretty crew

Tracy comes for all of you

Tracy comes for all of you

He makes you sing

He makes you sing

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