Amanda Palmer

Amanda Palmer
Three Men Hanging

Gecovered van Murder By Death

Get on with it
Put off the fuss, you chickenshit
Get on with it
Can't you see it's time to quit?

I've seen three men hanging from a sycamore
Their bodies were stiff as a two by four
And their heads were tilted down towards the ground
And it ain't been long since they've been up there
That their bodies turned cold hanging in that air
And they might have froze before that news got to them

Get on with it
Put off the fuss, you chickenshit
Get on with it
Can't you see it's time to quit?

Old scratch has dealt us a dirty hand
He has the look of a saint but the greed of a man
And his face was worn and wrinkled like a leather book
And if I put this revolver to my head
Will God turn against me instead of taking pity on a broken man?

Get on with it
Get on with it
Get on with it
Get on with it

keeskees

Toegevoegd door keeskees op do 27 feb, 2014 9:24 am

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