Stephen Ray Brown - The Neatly Dressed Man

Hey, Mr. Money, the man's voice said
You will be coming with me, I'm sure
Please keep your hands where I can see them
To have such luck with this full moon

Politely he relieved Jack of his weapon
On a side street off of Westlake Drive
They walked on back to the slate gray Corolla
If possible I am to bring you in alive

The neatly dressed man has a job to do
With a gun in his hand
Though he rejects all forms of violence
Some people fail to understand
This fact some people never understand

Please, sir, let's behave as civilized men
A job description comes to one
I'm sure you recognize the method
A name, an address, over and done

Jack Money is a name, of course
It represents someone special, you see
It says here that you're armed and dangerous
Buddy, Jack said, you have no idea

The neatly dressed man has a job to do
With a gun in his hand
Though he rejects all forms of violence
Some people fail to understand
This fact some people never understand

It could be a coincidence
These things happen now and then
The mind plays tricks on a man
Who's spent too much time
Pretending to be what he's not
And denying what he is

In one quick move the man was disarmed
Jack held his own gun to his head
We'll speak as colleagues now
And I would understand your desire to see me dead

But let me make a promise to you, sir
Behave in a friendly manner towards me
And I'll owe you the same favor
Jack paused a moment, said get the hell out of here

The neatly dressed man has a job to do
With a gun in his hand
Though he rejects all forms of violence
Some people fail to understand
This fact some people never understand
This fact some people never really understand

Written by:
Stephen Brown

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