A crazy man came to your door Dona Jackson.
You left your gun and called 911!
But they take too long, and the crazy man – he’s strong.
Bang band bang – he’s breaking in.
You put away your fear, and got out the hunting gear.
The operator told you to run to safety.
But this is your house – you took off the safety.
Once he got through, you knew what to do.
I know you didn’t want to, and we know he made you.
You stayed on the line, steady and refined.
Like a good southern bell, you used only one shell.
Who knows what was in him?
But this we know for sure: Dear Mrs. Jackson – you ain’t no damn victim.
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Raging Kitty