Heads up now they're coming for you Slip to the basement, my how you've grown! Are you ready and willing? Are you are you… Cain and able? I'm 26 and time is running out Any day now I may find my faith to axe that door Cause you've gone and done it motherf**er They're coming, they're coming, they're coming to get you Steering wheel in you lily-white hand Choke back the tear dear, aren't you a big girl now? Throw you parties, throw you parades, throw you grenades While you blow me kisses with you bible belt hands I'll turn this car around and take us home you'll be sorry Don't make me come down there little brother So where's your love song now? Your cookie has crumbled, you sang very soulful thumbs down So where's your four part Bach chorales? Your melody's dying it's bankrupt and lying down Heaven for climate, hell is for conversation