Down in This Hole - The Builders and the Butchers

Nothing lasts forever in a God forsaken town

The pocket books are empty 'cause the priest is back in town

He’s givin' all his dollars to the girls who work the square

Who never get a dime and then there’s murder in the air

Never get a dime and then there’s murder in the air

The cops all know who did it but they don’t even care

They’ll never lift a finger

They’ll never spend a dime

They laughed at twenty strangers who they fingered for the crime

Way down

Way down in this hole

Way down

Way down in this hole

Nothing lasts forever in a God forsaken town

The kids are smokin' soon as they can walk across the ground

They all meet up at midnight takin' rides into the well

And dancin' while the devil taps his dirty fingernail

Dancin' while the devil taps his dirty fingernail

The innocent and kind are rounded up and thrown in jail

You never find a hero, just dirty souvenir

For the old and broken angels are the ones that buy you here

Way down

Way down in this hole

Way down

Way down in this hole

Well you can cut your teeth on the sixteen former years

And the blood it just rolled down your cheeks like tears

You can hang your head when your death letter nears

And the blood it just rolled down your cheeks like tears

Nothing lasts forever in a God forsaken town

The judges all been put away

The criminals been crowned

Thousand guilty innocents that fill the prison walls

The chorus and the voices when they echo down the hall

Singing:

Way down

Way down in this hole

Way down

Way down in this hole

Way down

Way down in this hole

Way down

Way down in this hole