They'll Be Hanging Us Tonight

Raid all the liquour stores.
Kidnap the kids.
This night's not over yet.
Running on Lucifer's blood.
We're trashed in the back of your car.
A cheap lay in the parking lot.
A shot for afters,
As I watched you slaying behind the wheel.
They're gaining on us.
A sharp turn left.
Running out of time.
They're gaining on us,
The lights flashed by as we sped towards our escape.
Nothing else mattered.
Nobody else cared.
They'll be hanging us tonight.
This was our masterpiece.