On the night they killed Faye Tucker   I was gambling away my last dime   Yeah, well I pulled down the lever   And I sent up a prayer      That my luck would not be denied   My luck would not be denied      Roll out the head of Faye Tucker   Yeah, well never you mind what they say   Well, you may be reborn   But it's all just for scorn      And that's what you'll take to the grave   That's what you'll take to the grave      Well, the minister wants you to live now   And the governor wants you to fly   And whatever it was that you thought might occur   Well, they got something else on their minds   They got something else on their minds      If you live they gonna make you a campaigner   (If you live they gonna make you a campaigner)   If you die they gonna make you a grave   (If you die they gonna make you a grave)      Either way it goes down   (Either way it goes down)   Your life's not your own   And that's why killin' dont pay   (Hey, your life's not your own)   I say that's why killin' don't pay      Ooh, ooh, ooh      I thought I heard the angels bells   They just the hounds of hell   I thought I heard the angels bells   They were just the hounds of hell      What did you learn Faye Tucker?   Yeah, what will you take from this world?   Yeah well, mercy could prove us   But nothing would move us      Rise above just being cruel   Rise above just being cruel