March On To Babylon - The Casket Lottery

Some say just trust in God

Keep your doors locked

You may know better, I don’t

I know worse, we are worse

You’ve got some nerve

(You've got some nerve)

Spreading that word

Wisdom never seemed so tainted

Hey, hey, save some for me

Hey, hey, save yourself

I’ll meet you there

There was a point 'fore all of this

Where you were right

You’ve crossed that line

It’s time to come back now

Come back down