baby you have to pay
in this way or another
in this life or in the next
for as long as we’ve known each other
you’ve been playing this game with death
one day you will be tried
on the execution line
they’ll strap you in
and you will fry
like fireworks on the 4th of july
baby you have to pay
in this way or another
whether you can cry or not
oh how sad to face the judgement
unprepared to meet your god
he will wear a rubber coat
shoot lightning through the vital veins
they think that you emit the light
but you only take it in
a man in uniform will come
and he will stick it in the arm
you’ll scream out for your father and
in darkness i pray
you will never find him again