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Fun Club Let's discuss the folk country classic, "The Day Robert Palins Murdered Me"

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The church bells, they were ringin'

The clouds were low and brown

The horses they were neighin'

The day Robert Palins shot me down



He rode into town on a jet-black mare

Spat and hitched her to a tree

He made his way to the town saloon

The day Robert Palins murdered me



It was also the night that the skeletons came to life

They came from under the ground

And from all over



Palins grabbed the preacher's daughter

He aimed his shooter at my crown

He cocked that crooked hammer back

And he brought that hammer down



The bones are the skeletons' money

In our world, bones equal dollars

That’s why they’re coming out tonight

To get their bones from you

The skeletons will pull your hair

Up, but not out

All they want is another chance at life

They’ve never seen so much food as this

Underground there’s half as much food as this

And the worms are their money

The bones are their dollars, and



The bullet ripped inside my chest

The clouds, they did storm

My sweet Marie, she cried for me

And then I was no more


And it was also the night that the skeletons came to life

The bones are their money

So are the worms

They pull your hair up, but not out

To turn into a man and have another chance at life


But if they pull it out they turn to bones



 
It's catchy, but the writing is... kinda dissonant at times? Like it's contradicting itself, or the writers weren't talking to each other or something. Whoever wrote the lyrics wasn't paying attention to this, for example:
Simple explanation. Between the moment when he aimed his shooter at his crown and when the bullet ripped through his chest, the skeletons had pulled their hair up, but not out. This moved their bodies such that the bullet ripped through his chest.
 
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