The Philadelphia Grand Jury Lyrics

Fiery Furnaces The Philadelphia Grand Jury

There ain't no more favors to ask
There ain't no petitions to pass
It's all in the hands-- it's all in the hands-- of the
Philadelphia Grand Jury now

More crooked sons of bitches you can't ever come across
Make sure that they notarized my will
Make sure Mom don't look at the noose
We already know-- there ain't no suspense--
That the Philadelphia Grand Jury strings me up

More crooked sons of bitches you can't ever come across

Make sure that they notarized my will
Make sure Mom don't look at the noose
We already know-- there ain't no suspense--
That the Philadelphia Grand Jury strings me up

More crooked sons of bitches you can't ever come across
More crooked sons of bitches you can't ever come across