The Builders And The Butchers - Down In This Hole lyrics

Nothing lasts forever in a God forsaken town The pocket books are empty 'cause the priest is back in town He's givin' all his dollars to the girls who work the square Who never get a dime and then there's murder in the air Never get a dime and then there's murder in the air The cops all know who did it but they don't even care They'll never lift a finger They'll never spend a dime They laughed at twenty strangers who they fingered for the crime Way down Way down in this hole Way down Way down in this hole Nothing lasts forever in a God forsaken town The kid's are smokin' soon as they can walk across the ground They all meet up at midnight takin' rides into the well And dancin' while the devil taps his dirty finger nail Dancin' while the devil taps his dirty finger nail The innocent and kind are rounded up and thrown in jail You never find a hero just dirty souvenir For the old and broken angels are the ones that buy you here Way down Way down in this hole Way down Way down in this hole Well you can cut your teeth on the sixteen former years And the blood it just rolled down your cheeks like tears You can hang your head when your d**h letter nears And the blood it just rolled down your cheeks like tears Nothing lasts forever in a God forsaken town The judges all been put away The criminals been crowned Thousand guilty innocents that fill the prison walls The chorus and the voices when they echo down the hall Singing: Way down Way down in this hole Way down Way down in this hole Way down Way down in this hole Way down Way down in this hole