Taxpayers (The)
Hellfire
They took you to the river in October,When the ground is soft enough to dig a hole.But the devils did not want you, so they buried you alive.Now they argue over where to rest your soul.Broken into pieces by a hammer,And drowned beneath the river, next to you.Held under by your daddy's arms in water,Though I tried and struggled not to suck a lungfull in.Now I can't wait to meet you down there in the hellfire,I can't wait to see your pretty face in flames.But baby, if we get down there, don't fall back into madness.
From Letras Mania