Long Gone for Good

Shorty thought was a big man
The biggest man in town
With fancy cars and credit cards
He used to flash around
But he must’ve been out of line
Cause nobody seen him for quite sometime
Long gone for good
Nancy was a dancer
In a sleazy club
The men would all go crazy
She took off her lurex glove
But she must’ve done something strange
Cause they found her in a trunk of a Terraplane
Long gone for good
Some people sell insurance
And other second hand cars
Some make phony talent
And manufacture stars
You better not get lost in the wood
Or you might get tracked down
By the neighbourhood hood
Long gone
Long gone
For good
I may not go to heaven
But I surely try
And everything that I said wrong
Was just a little white lie
Oh, but things are getting so obscure
I hope that I endure and I be
Long gone for good
Yeah, the world is getting so obscure
Hope we might find some cure and I be
Long gone
Long gone
Long good for gone