I guess it’s more of murdery sea shanty, in reality.
Lyrics-
I’m sick of your eyes. I’m sick of your face. I’m sick of the lies you tell every place. That your bullshit flies is such a disgrace I’m wondering why, you’re still here, Ace. Cuz no one would cry if you were shot into space And I still wanna try n crack your skull with my bass. So, I’m hoping you die without leaving a trace Just so that I don’t pick up a case.
Cuz I ain’t afraid to say what I say And I ain’t afraid of Judgment Day And I ain’t afraid of you, no way Cuz I ain’t afraid of dying today.
What’s that ya say, you think it’s ok? I guess there’s no way, you wouldn’t get paid And I gotta say, you should be afraid Of your wylin’ ways on Judgment Day.
I can’t find a way to thrive in the US of A Cuz there aint no way I’m selling my soul today.
What’s that ya say about freedom today? That it’s all ok maybe it’s just delayed? What’s that ya say about America today? That it’s ok? How much were you paid? How much were you paid for your wylin’ ways? How much did they pay to take your soul away? How can you look in your kids’ eyes and say, “Daddy betrayed all your futures away.”? Your honor’s betrayed, but your debts are all paid.
Back in the day we may have thought it ok, To just look away in the US of A And now there’s no way to avoid the fray, To stay ok and away in this fascist parade. I’m betting you’ll stay licking boots everyday. I’d rather be flayed and laid away!
I can’t find a way to respect the US of A! I can’t find a way to pay due respect for your wylin’ ways.
What’s that ya say, you think it’s ok? I guess there’s no way, you wouldn’t get paid And I gotta say, you should be afraid Of your wylin’ ways on Judgment Day.
Cuz I ain’t afraid to say what I say And I ain’t afraid of judgment day And I gotta say, you should be afraid Of your wylin’ ways on Judgment Day.
Cuz I ain’t afraid to die today And there ain’t no way I’ll turn and walk away. So, you may wanna pray to your god for mercy today Cuz there ain’t no way I’m letting you slip away.
