He found a wrist and cut his meter
Mary sings only sweet and low
Blow a kiss for headstone martyrs taking the blame
I'm letting go, I knew that I'd give in
Bring the ax upon their notions
Paper money is your soul
Break the chains, the rope is swinging
Taking the blame
I'm letting go, I knew that I'd give in
I'm fasting, you're cheating,
Turn me over a thousand times
Good-bye, be lonely
A caffeine rush for tears of joy
I'll carve the beef and spare you later