MOG

I guess I'll see you when we're ashes again, yeah
I guess the bloodstains on the blanket don't lie, don't

They're gonna hang you from the cypress tree

Yeah, they're gonna hang you from the cypress tree
Yeah, they're gonna hang you from the cypress tree
The crowd gonna cheer when they see you swing
And I bow my head with utmost respect, yeah
But I think it's only fair to warn you

Oh, tell me do you believe?

Yeah, tell me now do you believe?
Glory Hallelujah
I raise my glass up to you
But through this crime I have survived, yeah
And like the wind and the rain my words are direct, yeah

Yeah, they're gonna hang you from the cypress tree
It's a funny word, 'Friends'

The crowd gonna cheer when they see you swing, swing, swing
They're gonna hang you from the cypress tree
Do you believe me?
Oh, tell me now do you believe?
They're gonna hang you from the cypress tree
The crowd gonna cheer when they see you swinging
Like a boy I just kept runnin'
That there's a storm that's coming up on you
Well I guess I saw it comin'

You get beginnings and you got ends