Six feet down
Deaths headSo step right up you son of a bitch, if you want we'll go a few rounds. Big or small, short all tall, don't give a fuck if you're 300 pounds. Cause I ain't scared to get beat or go toe to toe with all comers there to be found and I'm still standing here motherfucker and I will be till I'm six feet down.
In a pine box with old brass locks, hungry worms is the only sound. You're all alone just mouldering bones when you're six feet down. Sure thing in life is no one survives and to the grave we all are bound. Down that hole no Skinhead Rock'n'Roll, can't rock when you're six feet down.
So step right up you son of a bitch, if you want we'll go a few rounds. Big or small, short all tall, don't give a fuck if you're 300 pounds. Cause I ain't scared to get beat or go toe to toe with all comers there to be found and I'm still standing here motherfucker and I will be till I'm six feet down.
When I've passed away and I'm cold and grey, get my brothers to gather round and give three cheers cause there'll be free beer. You'll party hard, when I'm six feet down. When my time has come then don't be glum, but bury me upside down back to the grass, so the world can kiss my ass. Fuck all, yall when I'm six feet down.
So step right up you son of a bitch, if you want we'll go a few rounds. Big or small, short all tall, don't give a fuck if you're 300 pounds. Cause I ain't scared to get beat or go toe to toe with all comers there to be found and I'm still standing here motherfucker and I will be till I'm six feet down.