baby you have to pay in this way or another in this life or in the next for as long as we ve known each other you ve been playing this game with death one day you will be tried on the execution line he ll strap you in and you will fry like fireworks on the 4th of july baby you have to pay in this way or another whether you can cry or not oh how sad to face the judgement unprepared to meet your god he will wear a rubber coat shoot lightning through the vital veins they think that you emit the light but you only take it in the man in uniform will come and he will stick it in the arm you ll scream out for your father and in darkness i pray you will never find him again everybody fries in texas3