Murder By Death - Three Men Hanging Lyrics

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Get on with it Put off the fuss you chickenshit Get on with it Can't you see it's time to quit? I seen three men hanging from a sycamore, their bodies stiff as a two by four, and their heads were tilted down towards the ground and it ain't been long since they been up there, that their bodies turned cold hanging in that air, and they might have froze before that noose got to them. Get on with it Put off the fuss you chickenshit Get on with it Can't you see it's time to quit? Old Scratch has dealt us a dirty hand, he had the look of a saint, but the greed of a man, and his face was worn and wrinkled like a leather book. And if I put this revolver to my head, will God turn against me instead of taking pity on a broken man? Get on with it

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