Shoot from the back
And take good aim
Make sure I'm dead
Bang Bang
'Cause I'm a rat
There's no mistake
Under the bed
Where you sleep
Crush the skull
And make me tame
Sweep it up
Hide it away
No morals shown
In no way explained
Stupid human
Shit for brains
And draw tiny pictures in all the dead leaves
Bag and burn, bang, bang
Throw your judgments across the breeze
Bag and burn, bang, bang
You live inside your Jesus dream
Bag and burn, bang, bang
Bang Bang
Get some sleep
Or lie and wait
Until the day
I burn away
Forget the corpse
Present the case
To bring me down
And lose your word
I'll follow you
Into the grave
And at the gates
I see the passing say
"The judge be judged,
and all the wretched be saved."
I throw my curse
All across your days
And draw tiny pictures in all the dead leaves
Bag and burn, bang, bang
Throw your judgments across the breeze
Bag and burn, bang, bang
You live inside your Jesus dream
Bag and burn, bang, bang
Bang Bang
And draw tiny pictures in all the dead leaves
Throw your judgments across the breeze
Watch them float off to never be seen
And live inside your Jesus dream