Banshee

Loud was the sound of the birds when they landed in spite of
 Noise from the boys with the rocks in their fists
 Looking to bring a man down to the bottom of a thousand ton well
 One tiny push send that man into hell
 He hit with a thud there'll be no work tomorrow
 Just a funeral for a guy with time that he borrowed
 Isn't it crazy?
 Ode to the one that'll drag you down
 Isn't it crazy?
 Ode to the one that'll let you drown
 Wait for the call it'll come by tomorrow
 Your banshee, your lust, indifferent sorrow
 Honey don't run 'cause there's nowhere to go
 She's got your number she got your code
 Blue is the color your skin fades to when there's no pump of
 Blood through your veins or your heart or when you got no love
 Trouble is looking for someone to drain
 The rattle does roll when there's something to gain
 Was it the shove that done did that man in
 Or the lady who came and blew in with the wind?
 Isn't it crazy?
 Ode to the one that'll drag you down
 Isn't it crazy?
 Ode to the one that'll let you drown
 Wait for the call it'll come by tomorrow
 Your banshee, your lust, indifferent sorrow
 Honey don't run 'cause there's nowhere to go
 She's got your number she got your code
 Hail to the mother
 Tell your brother, your friends
 Can't lock your doors 'cause she's already in
 Dressed all in black with a staff in her fist
 She wails to her hounds
 Sink their fangs with a kiss