Lyrics
from the Album |
"CHOPPING BLOCK" |
A workers
day, Is never done, Sun goes down, And the work goes on, No peace I
find, In my whole life
Going down to the
river, Gonna go there today, Going shed my clothes and wash my
troubles away
Who was your poppa? I want you to pay for all you got, I want your head on the chopping block, Chopping block
You accomplished nothing I want you to pay for all you got, I want your head on the chopping block, Chopping block
Sleepin' on your deathbed I want you to pay for all you got, I want your head on the chopping block, Chopping block I want you to pay for all you got, I want your head on the chopping block, Chopping block
Gonna take my head
and lay it down on the chopping block |
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