Sheriff

Sheriff! Sheriff!
How clean the Temple is!
Sheriff! Sheriff!
if Ali Baba leaves
Sheriff! Sheriff!
everything in its place like this!
It's three shots for a peso
and the money is honey...
You're like a fire in a sugarcane field
(a Kamikaze who livens up the show...)
Late at night...Constitution Square
there's stale blood from a Tramontina cutter.

Sheriff! Sheriff!
Cover your nose!
Sheriff! Sheriff!
with little tissue balls
Sheriff! Sheriff!
bark! bark and bite!
Don't let them step on shit in my garden.

They have no direction, no salvation
Do the job and redeem them, please
Let them get better in eternity...
(split the fritter and remove my sorrow like that)

Sheriff! Sheriff!
My gigolo sheriff!
Sheriff! Sheriff!
shoot, please!
Sheriff! Sheriff!
with your criminal grace
start the damn thing now and be fierce...

Your portion is a flock of hostages
with hell on every corner and no control.
I want you cold, ruthless, and fatal
ski mask with a good tracking snout...

Sharpening your scythe you wait for me
with your taco goat you see and grumble
Someday this life will be beautiful
and I submit to your will for that.

Sheriff! Sheriff!