Bag full of oily rags, fifty cent lighter
Dreams of retirement in Cancun burning ever brighter
There's a lot of ways to make money in this world
But I can't recommend insurance fraud
[Verse 2]
Burned-out shell of a Volkswagen
Blood stains on the driveway
Torn up Mercedes, by the side of the highway
Big plans, big plans
Let me tell you something, sister
You will never get away with it
[Verse 3]
You were sitting in the recliner with the TV on
When you said something evil and then you were gone
Explosives in the water main
A blown fuse
College graduation photograph
Splashed all over the six o'clock news
I won't be cashing in your policy
Till I find out what it is you're trying to do to me