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 run 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 rich'll 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
