Текст песни Беспроводной kit - Джим Джонс

(Daisy Domergue's Song)
Looking into the hall, the judge said
Do not dare to play pranks
Either in the ground, or in the noose
You will find your death
Will be a tree housing
Your last
Your ashes to your chicks Jim Jones
Will take away the crows.
Now I'm telling the truth
And there is no truer
There they will knock out all your whim
In Botney Bay
The wind drove the waves at full speed
And our brig was shaking all over
But it's better to feed fish into the water
Than New South Wales.
The wind drove the waves
Suddenly the pirate ship to board the side
Our brig soldiers guarded and there were 500 of them
The pirates left under fire on their way
And be nicer with them
Than to rot in Botney Bay.
But even once at an hour when
Everyone sleeps in the darkness of the night
I will cut every one and interrupt the convoy
A good lesson for them
Why the whole team
Carried Jim Jones in shackles
To the shore of Botney Bay

And the chains are ringing day and night
Rub the hands of the kondala
But when we all die, coffins won't shine for us
I will soon throw off the chains
And I'll run away into the wilds
And your John's corpse will be warm
When I wash off to Mexico