Osama bin Laden as the Crucified Christ Songtext
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Osama bin Laden as the Crucified Christ Songtext
You′re gonna hang like Benito from the Esso rafters,
Hang like Clara with her skull caved in.
Hang like a cross around my neck.
You're gonna hang, you′re gonna hang.
You're gonna hang like Benito from the Esso rafters,
Hang like Clara with her skull caved in.
Hang like a cross around my neck.
You're gonna hang, you′re gonna hang.
What′s the best end you can hope for?
Pity fucks and table scraps.
Subterfuge and detachment,
A bullet in the head and a bullet in the chest.
You're gonna hang like Benito from the Esso rafters,
Hang like Clara with her skull caved in.
Hang like a cross around my neck.
You′re gonna hang, you're gonna hang.
You′re gonna hang like Benito from the Esso rafters,
Hang like Clara with her skull caved in.
Hang like a cross around my neck.
You're gonna hang, you′re gonna hang.
What's the best thing you can hope for?
A blindfold and a ball gag.
Burned-out eyes, grotesque beauty,
A nail through the feet and a nail through the hands.
You're gonna hang like Benito from the Esso rafters,
Hang like Clara with her skull caved in.
Hang like a cross around my neck.
You′re gonna hang, you′re gonna hang,
You're gonna hang, you′re gonna hang.
Hang like Clara with her skull caved in.
Hang like a cross around my neck.
You're gonna hang, you′re gonna hang.
You're gonna hang like Benito from the Esso rafters,
Hang like Clara with her skull caved in.
Hang like a cross around my neck.
You're gonna hang, you′re gonna hang.
What′s the best end you can hope for?
Pity fucks and table scraps.
Subterfuge and detachment,
A bullet in the head and a bullet in the chest.
You're gonna hang like Benito from the Esso rafters,
Hang like Clara with her skull caved in.
Hang like a cross around my neck.
You′re gonna hang, you're gonna hang.
You′re gonna hang like Benito from the Esso rafters,
Hang like Clara with her skull caved in.
Hang like a cross around my neck.
You're gonna hang, you′re gonna hang.
What's the best thing you can hope for?
A blindfold and a ball gag.
Burned-out eyes, grotesque beauty,
A nail through the feet and a nail through the hands.
You're gonna hang like Benito from the Esso rafters,
Hang like Clara with her skull caved in.
Hang like a cross around my neck.
You′re gonna hang, you′re gonna hang,
You're gonna hang, you′re gonna hang.
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