| 08. You're Gonna Die (Urny Pickeljar)
You could die on the block from the terrible chop.
You could be crushed in a horrible way!
You could be buried alive - you could be buried today!
You could die from disease or get hung from the trees
You could get chopped in pieces by a blade.
If the devil don't take ya, you're gonna meet you maker
but either way you go I’ll need the spade!
You’re gonna die! You’re gonna die! You’re gonna
die!
You could be crushed by a piano that fell from the sky
You could be burned at the sizzling stake
You could be eaten alive – you could be killed by mistake
You’re gonna die! You’re gonna die! You’re gonna
die!
You’re gonna swing from a noose like a magical toy
You're gonna cry for your mama again.
I hope you take the pleasure in the riches and the leisure
cause either way you go your gonna pay!
You won’t look much when you’ve had a little touch
When you’ve had a little pain from the Devil and the
dirt and the rain the dirty rain.
You could drown in the sea, you could choke on a bone
You could fall from a cliff, you could never come home
You could bleed to death, you could bleed to death!
You’re gonna die! You’re gonna die! You’re gonna
die!
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