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Racer X - The Executioner's Song lyrics
[Jeff Martin, Paul Gilbert, Scott Travis] Reads a note lying on his desk But the words already smear the morning press Tell him that he's got a job to do A lethal dose that he'll be giving you Should have run when you heard the screams Now it's all one big bad dream Hang your heard sadly, dose his job gladly Sing out, here comes the preacher And a tune to greet ya The executioner's song Gotta judgment seat awaitin' here Life is flashin' cold and crystal clear Metal halo custom made for you A bolt a power to your maker You'll be pushed on through A sweet and sickly distant melody There ain't a whole lot of time to be Going down badly, slowly and medly Sing out, here comes the preacher And a tune to greet ya The executioner's song Cry out, your maker gonna meet ya He'll be there to seat ya The executioner's song rolls on A sweet and sickly distant melody There ain't a whole lot of time to be Dead man walk sadly Boldly and madly Your time has come Your shadow runs into another Dark silhouetted Feels no regret, yeah Sing out here comes the preacher And a tune to greet ya The executioner's song Cry out your make gonna greet ya He'll be their to seat ya The executioner's song rolls on |
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