Famine in family
Final agony
Raised to never blame the Lord
He killed our fields and wanted more
I suffered the lashes
On daily basis
Sure, I was to temperence boy
But I'd been in the old man's drawer
My father left home, set course for town
To sell the horse he was riding on
But something went wrong
Was gone for too long
So that night
I treadled through the black
Dead or alive
The money was all I cared to bring back
And I saw the old fool
Wasted as fuck
Arms around a chick I'd seen
In daddy's dirty magazine
Wasn't pretty, more obscene
An easy target for filthy harlot
Swallowed the bait
The took care of business
I kept my distance
Blinded by lust, he lost my trust
Fucking in an alleyway
And suddenly silence
An act of violence
A fast attack, knife in back
And the sound of high-heels walking away
I kneeled by the man, shaking in dread
With blood on my hands
I confirmed him dead
Instinctively sought his pockets until
I saw red
Trash can, recovered blade
Determined to compensate the mistakes
That were made
And I found the old whore
Yeah, there I was
Arms around a chick I'd seen
In daddy's dirty magazine
Wasn't pretty, more obscene
An easy target for vengeful son
Payback time
I stabbed that fucking bitch
Frenetic 'til last twitch
So begun my genious plan
To stage a scene, to wash my hands
And on my way back home
Laughter in brand new tone
Secretly rich and free
The winner of this mess was me
That morning
The Sheriff was called out to the scene
Where I had laid my father to rest
Arms around a chick I'd seen
In daddy's dirty magazine
It was so pretty, so obscene
Sheriff told my mother
They'd killed eachother
Fake tears I cried
And now I'm standing six feet up
I couldn't keep my drunk mouth shut
My head is covered with a sack
A mob that's yelling
Sheriff saying
- We've gathered here today
To witness the execution
Of this murder and pillaging convicted man.
Do you have any last words, Mr. Bergman?
- Hahahahaha!!!
- May God have mercy on your soul"