the jester

Sum 41

A jester of sorts
You stand holding your court
Over minions on capital hill
In a bath full of blood
I'm alone, standing still
Under god, you can fire at will

And when (when!)
The devil's angels come
To take your life and lead you>
To the flames beneath
Your headstone reads now(hey!)
Here lies the dead who was,
Hung by his head beneath us,
Laying in their graves,
Damnation free for all

A prodigal son
Can't undo what he's done
A figurehead of capital crime
With a light shining down
As you fall to your knees
To repent would be nothing but lies

And when (when!)
The devil's angels come
To take your life and lead you>
To the flames beneath
Your headstone reads now(hey!)
Here lies the dead who was,
Hung by his head beneath us,
Laying in their graves,
Damnation free for all

La la la la la la la la la la la (hey!) (hey!).....

Deadbeat
Six feet
Dead underground

An eye for an eye
Only leave us all blind
Going once twice and there goes your life

And when (when!)
The devil's angels come
To take your life and lead you>
To the flames beneath
Your headstone reads now(hey!)
Here lies the dead who was,
Hung by his head beneath us,
Laying in their graves,
Damnation free for all