Here, sleep at the bottom of hell Your time has come to pick the road you'll walk in this tale Turned and as a coward you've learned Through sickness and health, there's only one Now go and bite your tongue
You'll just say the worst of me, with a hope they'll understand No, they know you're just a boy. So grow up and be a man.
Little baby, kicking, you scream and whine Victims pay the price eventually The cost, let's see your life.
You've got nothing to prove Stay afraid, young brother You've got nothing to prove
Your answers is in there, just stare down the barrel Your sincerest apologies, won't write you out of this one Tonight... you'll find the right In the pull of the trigger now bite Oh young fool, don't cry... anymore
A fear sleeps inside your stomach... it swells A torn boy alone in need of fix and the pinch that cures the itch For too long, this little baby has cried on For tomorrow we'll sing the words and song Of a time we're glad is long gone
Not anymore... don't cry boy When you're sick to the stomach just pull out the knife
Mother superior Come catch the rabbit, he runs. My how've you been? You're frightened of leaving this truly gone fishing amalgam Go fetch your gun