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