brave rome terrified – the revenge of john jr, industrialist nightmare lyrics
checkered black, like kitchen tiles, you’ll never see ‘em
i met my friends at the far end of the mausoleum
with a pocket full of pennies like it’s murder season
boy i been on my block i don’t need a reason
it was 1822 and as my fathers fortune devalued
i sold my soul to enroll made a million off of charcoal
got a jacket but i wear it like a suit coat, catch me under lamp posts
i’ve been dead 100 years my moneys getting old so:
i’m hoppin out of coffins
from the 1800’s cracked
and i wanna get my money back
i’m gonna gеt my money back
i’m gonna show you how we did it in the past
i camе back to life broke
i used to be a rich folk
but i’m tired of sleeping under graves so:
i’m gonna get my money back
i’m gonna get my money back
i used to own the whole estate
the line would go for miles till it reached the main gate
i fell in love with the daughter of a wealthy sugar farmer
he forbid me from her marriage
i slipped sarin in is water
i put my brother in office
because i paid off the polls
the north got stressed
and the press said “the election had been stole”
and when the town found out
i pinned the north against the south
they hung me for tampering
but i swore id be back in a century
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