The money?s running out The casino?s burning down The police are getting nervous The transmission?s shot And the schools are all locked The offices have
: [Intro:] RIP season begins Murder murder, killer killer [Verse 1:] I'm like L'amour's in '85, pull out the sawed-off and spray mine Lords of Chaos
soldiers of jesus christ throw down your arms we've had enough tonight. There's a man over there, and he can't see. Says God sent him down to bring a
an empty road beside a shallow ditch, filled with little kids, doing little things. Their moms and dads are wearing magazines, embarassed to be seen
[Intro:] RIP season begins Murder murder, killer killer [Verse 1:] I'm like L'amour's in '85, pull out the sawed-off and spray mine Lords of Chaos perform
