All that I've lived for
Worked, toiled and slaved
All that I care for
I can't take past the grave
But till I leave Hades
She serves me well
She's the closest thing to heaven
In this living hell
In this kicking, screaming hell
You look like you lost your way
Look like you lost your way
You like you lost your way
You ain't from round here are you boy?
They know who's who
And they've never seen you
New blood comes through once in a blue moon
If you're trying to blend in
You pick a bad night
You're a chicken in a wolves den
Rabbit in a headlight
Who are you? Who are you?
You look like you lost your way
Who are you? Who are you?
You ain't from round here, are you boy?
You moved a little too soon
No-one wants to listen to you whistling a new tune
And now you're trapped in the middle of the sticks
With a jackdaw black-eyed
Slack-jawed pack of hicks
Who are you? Who are you?
You look like you lost your way
Who are you? Who are you?
You ain't from round here are you boy?
You're way off track, Jack
You've been caught
Your mind got trapped in my back forty
You're gonna wish that you'd never been born
Gonna curse the dawn that you first saw me
Better bu*ton up, better hold your tongue
Better batten down all your hatches son
Locked on crosshairs watch you run
With a finger on the trigger
And a bullet in the shotgun
Round here I'm your iron fist
Your siren song, your silent witness
The crimson lips of the devil you kiss
Your sick, sadistic, bitter little twist, kid