Simon Says Sin

All of you sinners around here are fat off fish from the lake

What does a red white and blue blooded man gotta do for a goddamn steak?

I don't need the fixings, I don't need the wine

I don't need the fork or the knife

Just give me the flesh and the rest I'll collect from these bitches

That roam in the night

My lieutenant said, "Boys, don't stop 'til they're dead!"

And gladly we heeded the call

We're blessed and alive, fuck the rest let 'em die

Well we mustn't be bothered at all

Face out of fashion, I ate all my rations and left my gun in the rain