Dowd wordt meestal tot de ‘alternative country’-beweging gerekend, maar hij valt moeilijk te categoriseren: veel van zijn songs hebben meer gemeen met Sonic Youth dan met Wilco of Son Volt. Dit is – althans muzikaal – één van zijn meer conventionele songs. De tekst daarentegen zou van Nick Cave kunnen zijn, de songschrijver met wie Dowd waarschijnlijk nog het meest gemeen heeft.
I came into town
I was looking for a job
I couldn’t find nothin’
I took my ski mask
And I put it over my face
Walked into the feed store
And I shot everyone in the place
First there was a funeral and
Then there was a trial
Hung me in a courtyard and
They let me hang up there a while
Let me hang up there a while
I bought a new shirt
So soft to touch
And a new pair of beetle boots
They didn’t cost me too much
I went to the movies
I couldn’t get a date
Women on the silver screen
Are the only ones to which I can relate
First there was a funeral and
Then there was a trial
Hung me in a courtyard and
They let me hang up there a while
Let me hang up there a while
My eyes got heavy
I fell asleep
Usher came by and said
“Get outta here you creep”
I pulled out my .38
I blew him away
If you disrespect me
That’s the price you’ll pay
First there was a funeral and
Then there was a trial
Hung me in a courtyard and
They let me hang up there a while
Let me hang up there a while
