Recorded: 2025
Lyrics
I got up, I walked out
To see what they had talked about
Into the chain gang I was shown
Was the most virtuous place to go
Lots of cash I heard was made
Until I saw that that I'd been played
Didn't wanna be a victim to the next thing
So you fall victim to the next king
Is there life out past apocalypse
Or is there just more apocalypse
This is our world to celebrate the flames
I push on but the weather stays the same
There's a kind of soil where nothing grows
The chain gang's tired and everyone knows
Now comes your time, they say it's your turn
Come and drink the acid to burn...
Now a thousand idiot's eyes are focused on the one diseased prize
So step right up and earn your hand... (2x)
I will, I do
