MURDER ONE


Here's the story of three punks with a burning desire
To be gangsters to be guns for hire
Moreland ave. on a hot summer night
Pete wanted to kill someone and do it tonight
He's the boy that did the ultimate sin
Got the blood of christ dripping from his skin
With his silver spoon and his beady eyes
He decided who should live and who should die
Murderer, Pete is a Murder
Dressed in suits, dressed for the kill
Walking to the bridge at the bottom of the hill
Looked for a passed out bum and they found one
Pete slit his throat just for fun
The bum went running through the bushes and weeds
They held his arms and made him bleed
Headlights flashing and the world spun around
The man was screaming when he hit the ground
Murderer, Paul is a Murder
I wept and wondered what should i say
About the children who threw a mans life away
Were you men or were you gods
Or suburban brats whose lives were a fraud
Scum like you don't deserve to live free
I think you'd look good hangin' from a tree
No remorse when you dealt all of the spades
I hope you get raped in jail and die of aids
Murderer, Francois is a Murder
Who should live and who should die
Who should live and who should die
Who should live and who should die

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