Bone-Clad Uptown Riot

(yeah, yeah)

Dirt road, blacked-out rims in the pines Shadows fall heavy on the

county lines Got a trunk full of iron and a heart of

lead Better listen real close to the words I said

When the sun goes down,

the hammer comes down (yeah)

Bury them deep in the red clay floor!

(clay floor!) No mercy left behind this door!

We don't talk to the law on this side of the creek

Leave 'em face

down where the water gets deep (shhh)

Cold mud, cold steel,

final breath

This is the valley of the shadow of death (blegh!)

(dead and gone)