.They tell me that I should go find Jesus, open up confess all of my sins. But I don't even know that sorry bastard, so why should I say anything to him. Tired of their endless lie, some day I'll hang 'em high. A proper way for them to die, some day I'll hang 'em high. They pray for that poor old unb.
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