Judgment Day Songtext
von Five Finger Death Punch
Judgment Day Songtext
You gotta watch for the shot
Beware the ricochet
Dance, dance, motherfucker
′Til the fat bitch sings
Gettin' one for the chamber
Two for good health
Know a little ′bout evil and a lot about hell
Playin' ring around the daisies with a shotgun shell
If you're gonna take a life, better keep it to yourself
Seems every time I think, there′s just a little bit of hope
Someone comes out swingin′ with a dead man's rope
Damned if I do
Damned if I don′t
Damned if I will
Damned if I won't
Doomed if I try
Doomed if I fail
Damn you all to hell
I′m no angel, I'm no savior, and I′ve never been a saint
Well, I know I'm not the devil, 'cause I still can feel the pain
I walked through fire and through brimstone
And there were no pearly gates
I′ll be sure to ask about it on my final judgment day
Judgment day
Two tears in a bucket
One down the drain
Dance, dance, motherfucker
′Til the war drums play
I know a little 'bout death, a lot about pain
And I ain′t ever seen a storm that don't end in rain
Gotta pay the Pied Piper, every dog′ll have his cage
Don't stress the mess, ′cause it's all so cliché
You can run around in circles, but it always ends the same
You'll be swingin′ from the end of a dead man′s chain
Doomed if I do
Doomed if I don't
Doomed if I will
Doomed if I won′t
Damned if I try
Damned if I fail
God damn you all to hell
I'm no angel, I′m no savior, and I've never been a saint
Well, I know I′m not the devil, 'cause I still can feel the pain
I walked through fire and through brimstone
And there were no pearly gates
I'll be sure to ask about it on my final judgment day
Judgment day
My final judgment day
Watch for the shot
Watch for the shot, motherfucker
Watch for the shot (ricochet)
Watch for the shot
I′m no angel, I′m no savior, and I've never been a saint
Well, I know I′m not the devil, 'cause I still can feel the pain
I walked through fire and through brimstone
And there were no pearly gates
I′ll be sure to ask about it on my final judgment day
In my final resting place, when I finally found my grave
I'll be sure to ask about it on my final judgment day
My final judgment day
My final judgment day
My final judgment day
My final judgment day
Beware the ricochet
Dance, dance, motherfucker
′Til the fat bitch sings
Gettin' one for the chamber
Two for good health
Know a little ′bout evil and a lot about hell
Playin' ring around the daisies with a shotgun shell
If you're gonna take a life, better keep it to yourself
Seems every time I think, there′s just a little bit of hope
Someone comes out swingin′ with a dead man's rope
Damned if I do
Damned if I don′t
Damned if I will
Damned if I won't
Doomed if I try
Doomed if I fail
Damn you all to hell
I′m no angel, I'm no savior, and I′ve never been a saint
Well, I know I'm not the devil, 'cause I still can feel the pain
I walked through fire and through brimstone
And there were no pearly gates
I′ll be sure to ask about it on my final judgment day
Judgment day
Two tears in a bucket
One down the drain
Dance, dance, motherfucker
′Til the war drums play
I know a little 'bout death, a lot about pain
And I ain′t ever seen a storm that don't end in rain
Gotta pay the Pied Piper, every dog′ll have his cage
Don't stress the mess, ′cause it's all so cliché
You can run around in circles, but it always ends the same
You'll be swingin′ from the end of a dead man′s chain
Doomed if I do
Doomed if I don't
Doomed if I will
Doomed if I won′t
Damned if I try
Damned if I fail
God damn you all to hell
I'm no angel, I′m no savior, and I've never been a saint
Well, I know I′m not the devil, 'cause I still can feel the pain
I walked through fire and through brimstone
And there were no pearly gates
I'll be sure to ask about it on my final judgment day
Judgment day
My final judgment day
Watch for the shot
Watch for the shot, motherfucker
Watch for the shot (ricochet)
Watch for the shot
I′m no angel, I′m no savior, and I've never been a saint
Well, I know I′m not the devil, 'cause I still can feel the pain
I walked through fire and through brimstone
And there were no pearly gates
I′ll be sure to ask about it on my final judgment day
In my final resting place, when I finally found my grave
I'll be sure to ask about it on my final judgment day
My final judgment day
My final judgment day
My final judgment day
My final judgment day
Writer(s): Kevin Churko, Zoltan Bathory, Ivan Greening Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
