Undertaker Songtext
von Front Country

There is no law, in this unlikely Promised Land
There is no love, except the wringing of our hands, as we stand by
And watch a television that I don′t know why
But I'm feelin′ like a have no other choice
I can only hear your voice
I got no food, but I got everything to eat
It makes no sense, that we can still be so hungry
I just want more, and though I haven't any need to give me more
Just to satiate your greedy appetite
And there ain't no end in sight
Oh, Undertaker, rush me to my Maker,
You′ve been schemin′ all my life since I was born
Take me under, where dreams are torn asunder
And line your pretty little pockets with my soul
You bleed me dry, with all the things that I demand
I dry my eyes, with dollar bills and desert sand
I turn away to find the body of the man who didn't know
That hewould never understand his own desires
And it consumes him like a fire Oh, Undertaker, rush me to my Maker,
You′ve been schemin' all my life since I was born
Take me under, where dreams are torn asunder
And line your pretty little pockets with my soul
I hear your voice, it′s like echo in my brain
I hear the sound of an unstoppable train
I'm either runnin′ or I'm tied there to the tracks
I've made my choice
And it′s there that I′ll remain until I die
It won't be long now by and by
Oh, Undertaker, rush me to my Maker,
You′ve been schemin' all my life since I was born
Take me under, where dreams are torn asunder
And line your pretty little pockets with my
Undertaker, rush me to my Maker,
You′ve been schemin' all my life since I was born
Take me under, where dreams are torn asunder
And line your pretty little pockets with my soul