Racer x

The Executioners Song

[Jeff Martin, Paul Gilbert, Scott Travis]



Reads a note lying on his desk

But the words already smear the morning press

Tell him that hes got a job to do

A lethal dose that hell be giving you

Should have run when you heard the screams

Now its all one big bad dream

Hang your heard sadly, dose his job gladly

Sing out, here comes the preacher

And a tune to greet ya

The executioners song



Gotta judgment seat awaitin here

Life is flashin cold and crystal clear

Metal halo custom made for you

A bolt a power to your maker

Youll be pushed on through



A sweet and sickly distant melody

There aint a whole lot of time to be



Going down badly, slowly and medly

Sing out, here comes the preacher

And a tune to greet ya

The executioners song

Cry out, your maker gonna meet ya

Hell be there to seat ya

The executioners song rolls on



A sweet and sickly distant melody

There aint a whole lot of time to be

Dead man walk sadly

Boldly and madly



Your time has come

Your shadow runs into another

Dark silhouetted

Feels no regret, yeah



Sing out here comes the preacher

And a tune to greet ya

The executioners song

Cry out your make gonna greet ya

Hell be their to seat ya

The executioners song rolls on




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