Better Than Ezra - One More Murder

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One more murder in this town
Don't mean a thing just lock your doors
And drive around

One more murder in this town
Don't worry the rain will
Wash the chalk marks from the ground

Saturday night, shots ring out
Add one to the body count
You come alive to see another's end

Plead it to a lesser count
D.A. says without a doubt
In 3-5 you're on the streets again

One more murder in this town
Don't mean a thing
You get accustomed to the sound

One more murder in this town
Block off the street
Wrap the crime scene tape around

Hosanna! Hosanna!
I can't feel a thing at all!
Hosanna! Hosanna!
I can't feel a thing!
I can't feel a thing at all!

Saturday night you're going out
Parking lot, a figure come about
Feel a piece click against your head

Pleading to his sympathy
"Take the car, I got a family"
You hear a laugh
"It don't mean shit to me."

One more murder in this town

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Better than Ezra is a college rock group in the literal sense – it was formed by four students at Louisiana State University in 1988. Two of those four – Kevin Griffin (vocals and guitar) & Tom Drummond (bass guitar) – have been the constant core of the group. The third, guitarist Joel Rundell, died before the group signed its first recording contract. The fourth, drummer Cary Bonnecaze, left the group acrimoniously after their first major-label album went platinum.

Griffin and Drummond decided to keep Better than Ezra going by hiring a new guitarist/keyboardist, James Arthur Payne Jr., and a new drummer, Travis McNabb. McNabb left on good terms in 2009, and Michael Jerome took over the drums.