A wily old nomadic folk for millenia you wandered round, taking advantage of simpletons selling your snake oil from town to town. til you got rich and powerful enough to claim some lands as yours and chase out them that lived there, left em beaten down and poor.
Can't keep cryin' victim, there's a lesson to be learned. you can only learn it once, cause boy, you're born to burn. you've been taken liberties, but the worm has turned, judgement day is comin' son and boy, you're born to burn.
The pack of lousy swindlers, you might think you've gone to ground, but there's a cattle train a comin' you'll be on it out of town. cause we got wise to your ways, you're crooked as a hounds hind leg, if you linger for the lynch mob belly in the dust you'll beg.
Can't keep cryin' victim, there's a lesson to be learned. you can only learn it once, cause boy, you're born to burn. you've been taken liberties, but the worm has turned, judgement day is comin' son and boy, you're born to burn.
The grifter and oathbreaker oily smile and honey tongue, never known a hard days work it's a crooked game you've run. had an appointment with the hangman since the day that you were born, we're here to make you keep it consider yourself fairly warned.
Can't keep cryin' victim, there's a lesson to be learned. you can only learn it once, cause boy, you're born to burn. you've been taken liberties, but the worm has turned and judgement day is comin' son and boy, you're born to burn.
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