OT: Death Row
JgbIntBass
(Tipton, Downing) 5.04
Let me out
Sorry son
Commit a crime - pay the price
Death row - What's that - 'No stay?'
Oh! Ok I'll tell him
Dead man walking
We've all been detained
For the crimes we've committed
They stayed execution
But we'll never get acquitted
Waiting for the day when they strap us in
And when they pull the lever
Hear the goddamn screams
Shake with fear
Electric chair
We're all inside
Homocide related
They'll show no mercy
And we don't anticipate it
We move a little closer
Every day to meet our maker
They cover up our face
And then they close the circuit breaker
Oh! No!
Shake with fear
Your time draws near
Oh! No! - I won't go
You'll never get me down to
Death row
Oh come on man
Give me a break
I made one mistake, that's all it takes
I ain't that bad
I ain't done nothing wrong
Shake with fear
The end is near
Oh! No! - I won't go
You'll never get me down to Death row
Oh! No! - They're taking me slow
One way ticket to Death row
So what's the matter son
Too young to die
Take it like a man
Don't cry Ah! Ah!
Ahh!
Oh! No! - I won't go
You'll never get me down to
Death row
Say a prayer, best beware
It's not very nice in the electric chair
Oh! No! - I won't go
You'll never get me down
To Death row
Oh! No! - They're taking me
Slow
A one way ticket to
Death row
Burn in Hell
(Tipton, Downing) 6.42
Speak to me
Of those days I won't forget
Your worst dreams
Has just returned - to pay you back
I'm still laughing
There's not much else I can do
But one's thing's certain
I'm coming back for you
Have you got a gun
Do you remember well
Who you used it on
It's time to burn in Hell
Say my name
I can hear you whisper
Not to blame?
You are going to blister
Scream in the night
I've been counting the days
It's so amusing
To see you again
Have you got a gun
Do you remember well
Who d'ya use it on
You're going to burn in Hell
Die
Why?
Time to pay the price
Kill
I will
Have my sacrifice
Plead
With fear
I am getting near
Friend
Liar
Time to eat some fire
Have you got a gun
Do you remember well
Who d'ya use it on
You're going to burn in Hell
Burn in HellBurn in Hell
Have you got a gun
Do you remember well
Who d'ya use it on
You're going to burn in Hell
Burn in Hell
Burn in Hell
Snarl like a dog
You'll scream like a banshee
Stuck like a hog
You're gonna love me
Burn in Hell
I can hear you whisper
Burn in Hell
You are going to blister
Burn in Hell
Screaming like a banshee
Burn in Hell
Burn
In less than twenty-four hours, the D.C. area sniper will no longer
be along the living. His lawyers tried to portray him as insane
except the murders he and his accomplice did were well-planned.
A very touching story is at
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2009/11/08/AR2009110818432.html
where the father of one of the victims talks about when he found out.
Crushed in Idaho
Lewis said her death came on a day that still haunts him.
...
"Running a rock crusher is pretty dusty work," he said. "First thing
you do when you get back to wherever you're staying at is you get down
and you get a shower. I was in the shower, and the phone just kept
ringing and ringing and ringing. When I got out, it was my wife
telling me my daughter had been murdered."
He paused.
"I broke down for a bit," he said. "Talked to my wife for a little
bit. I got off the phone."
Lewis closed his eyes as his cigarette smoldered in the ashtray.
His boss sent someone to drive him home, he said.
Later, he traveled to Maryland for a funeral service for Lori. "I will
never forgive the people who took her away from us," he told
reporters.
...
A few years ago, he was out of work and got hired to run a rock-
crushing machine. It was a good job but brought back terrible
memories. "I was reliving that night every day," he said.
He lasted only two weeks.
"I couldn't do it," he said.
...I face the impregnable Wall. Stab, bawl, punch, crawl, hooks to my
brain are well in. Stab, bawl, punch, crawl, I know what I am, I'm
Berlin...
P.S. How appropriate the lyric to Dissident Aggressor on today, the
20th anniversary of the fall of the Berlin Wall.