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Shoot from the back,
take good aim,
Make sure I'm dead
Bang Bang

'Cause I'm a rat
there's no mistake
Under the bed
where you sleep

Crush the skull
make me tame
Sweep it up
Hide it away

No morals shown
in no way explained
Stupid human
Shit for brains

And draw tiny pictures
'round all the days
Bag and burn
Bang Bang

Throw your judgements
across the breeze
Bag and burn
Bang Bang

You live inside
your Jesus dream
Bag and burn
Bang Bang

Get some sleep
or lie in wait
Until the day
I run away

Forget the corpse
present the case
to bring me down
and lose your words

I'll follow you
into the grave
and at the gates
I see the passing say,

"The judge be judged,
and all the rich be saved."
I throw my curse
all across your days

And draw tiny pictures
'round all the days
Bag and burn
Bang Bang

Throw your judgements
across the breeze
Bag and burn
Bang Bang

You live inside
your Jesus dream
Bag and burn
Bang Bang

And draw tiny pictures
'round all the days

Throw your judgements
across the breeze

Watch them float off
to never be saved

You live inside
your Jesus dream
Shoot from the back,   take good aim,   Make sure I'm dead   Bang Bang      'Cause I'm a rat   there's no mistake   Under the bed   where you sleep      Crush the skull   make me tame   Sweep it up   Hide it away      No morals shown   in no way explained   Stupid human   Shit for brains      And draw tiny pictures   'round all the days   Bag and burn   Bang Bang      Throw your judgements   across the breeze   Bag and burn   Bang Bang      You live inside   your Jesus dream   Bag and burn   Bang Bang      Get some sleep   or lie in wait   Until the day   I run away      Forget the corpse   present the case   to bring me down   and lose your words      I'll follow you   into the grave   and at the gates   I see the passing say,      "The judge be judged,   and all the rich be saved."   I throw my curse   all across your days      And draw tiny pictures   'round all the days   Bag and burn   Bang Bang      Throw your judgements   across the breeze   Bag and burn   Bang Bang      You live inside   your Jesus dream   Bag and burn   Bang Bang      And draw tiny pictures   'round all the days      Throw your judgements   across the breeze      Watch them float off   to never be saved      You live inside   your Jesus dream