Chad Vangaalen Hangman's Son
He was the hangman's son
Wouldn't crack a smile till the deal was done
He was the only one
Laughing as he sang that we all shall hang
Ooo Have mercy on the demons that curse me
Ooo lay it on me when my time has come
and I don't have the sense to run.
He was the hangman's son
He said, everyday's a curse and the curse just gets worse
and now your on the run
and you can smell his dirty work cause you're wearing his shirt
You left in the night, on your ten speed bicycle
well, you went to grave beginnings
yeah everyone was cheering for you
but now I stand on your grave, with nothing to say to you
but I wonder how you lay, buried deep in the ground
