The Hitman Tommy Stearns Lyrics

Maybe a random shot
from the back seat of a red Subaru
but really, no shooting,
really, no shooting
if you must, get in close
if you must, get in close
if you must, get in close and smell...

But where's the stiff?
Where's the glass along the sidewalk?

I could show you
the reeling inside my mind
the feeling that I hide inside
if I could show you
the feeling that I hide inside
maybe I'd change my mind

Now now, Tommy
it's not a Legacy
it's just a Subaru
it's the goddamned back seat of a red Subaru
and any of these might be Subarus
and there's the city
there's the car window,
there's the street,
and there, and there...

there's the stiff,
there's the glass along the sidewalk

(Thanks to David for these lyrics)