Reaper's Hours

Intro Four AM don't have witnesses

Verse 1 Parking lot fog and the yellow light hum Heater in the truck still tickin' down One car here, mine, and a dog On a chain at the body shop next door Pop the trunk, grab the wraps Steam off my breath like a kettle's done Door swings in, beep code, lights up Place is mine 'til the world wakes up

Pre-Chorus Three hours Six lifts Heart rate where the reaper sits

Chorus Reaper's hours, reaper's hours Clocked in before he does Sweat for the wages he won't pay I do his job for him

Verse 2 Heart attack at the rack, fifty-three Buddy of mine, three years gone Said the reaper takes the easy ones Asleep at four, gone by dawn So I'm up, so I'm here Sweating where he'd come to find me Better the bar take me hard Than the bed take me kind

Pre-Chorus Three hours Six lifts Heart rate where the reaper sits

Chorus Reaper's hours, reaper's hours Clocked in before he does Sweat for the wages he won't pay I do his job for him

Bridge Funny — I picture him with a clipboard Not a scythe, not a horse Says oh, you again I say yeah, your usual table Reaper's hours, reaper's hours Clocked in before he does Sweat for the wages he won't pay I do his job for him I do his job for him

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