Текст песни Fanfare Nine - Tillted702

Here's a simple story about a dude named Rick
Traffic stopped on a Tuesday in his mothers' whip
As the cop walked up Rick talked some shit
Had to do it out of principle because Rick's a prick
Cop asked for his license but Rick had none
Leaned over to his waist and unleashed his gun
Cop saw the gun, then reached for his own
That was the day that Rick didn't make it home

There's only one way outta life
Death, death, death
So in this life, you must survive
For death, is right around the corner for you

The cop didn't know 'he wasn't all alone
A passerby recorded all on the mobile phone
It was live on a stream so when the cop got home
He turned on the news and guess what was showing
To his unveiled surprise and the riotous display
They all could see what happened on that day
So the cop took his gun and put it right to his chest
So when death has your number it's time to play chess

There's only one way outta life
Death, death, death
So in this life, you must survive
For death, is right around the corner for you

Here's a little story about a hoe named Sue
Was passed around the town by Pépère Le Jew
Eyes wide shut it was a cuckold stew
Frazzledripped Illuminati at Bohemian Grove
What? shh!

There's only one way outta life
Death, death, death

After these things, I saw another angel
Coming down from Heaven having great authority
And the earth was illuminated with his glory
And He cried mightily with a loud voice
Saying Babylon the great is fallen
Is fallen, and has become a dwelling place of demons
A prison for every foul spirit
And a cage for every unclean and hated bird
For all the nations have drunk of the wine
And of the wrath of her fornication
The kings of the earth
Have committed fornication with her
And the merchants of the earth
Have become rich through the abundance of her luxury
And I heard another voice from heaven saying
Come out of her, my people

Lest you share in her sins, and lest you receive of her plagues
For her sins have reached to heaven
And God has remembered her iniquities
Render to her just as she rendered to you
And repay her double according to her works
In the cup which she has mixed
Mix double for her in the measure that she glorified herself
And lived luxuriously in the same measure
Give her torment and sorrow
For she says in her heart, I sit as queen
And am no widow, and will not see sorrow
Therefore her plagues will come in one day
Death and mourning and famine
And she will be utterly burned with fire
For strong is the Lord God, who judges her

There's only one way outta life
Death, death, death
So in this life, you must survive
For death, is right around the corner for you

So in this life, you must survive
Death, is right around the corner for you