Hangout at the Gallows

Sun is rising

Black is turning blue

Look out, buddy, Noah's coming

Jesus, man, what did you do?

Psychic terrorists

In the upper room

Left foot, right foot, that's the ticket

You'll be back on top real soon

Whose bright idea was it to sharpen the knives

Just twenty minutes 'fore the boat capsized

If you want an answer, it's anybody's guess

I'm treading water as I bleed to death

Oh

Oh

Oh

What's your politics?

What's your religion?

What's your intake?

Your reason for living?

Your compositions

The start of every song

Find you waking in the morning

Always there to greet the dawn

Trouble sleeping

My alarm goes off

So you wanna hangout at the gallows

Those guys get an early start

Oh, whose bright idea was it to sharpen the knives

Just twenty minutes 'fore the boat capsized

If you want an answer, it's anybody's guess

I'm treading water as I bleed to death

Oh

Oh

Oh

What's your politics?

What's your religion?

What's your intake?

Your reason for living?

Oh, oh, what's your politics?

What's your religion?

What's your intake?

Your reason for living?