Bern and the Bastards - Necktie for a Noose

White picket graves and blue collar slaves
Don't misbehave or you'll be gone
Down to the place where they erase your face
Try to replace you with a drone
And all you wanted was some happiness at home
And so you took the Devil's truce
And now your soul's on sale to corporate CEOs
And you use your necktie for a noose

Urban decay for all the sick and depraved
Trying to save their crooked souls
Cut to the chase the god damn human race
Is crumbling like the streets of Rome
When all they promised was some happiness at home
And so you took the Devil's truce
And now the world's on sale and Satan's come to close
And he brought your necktie for a noose

Why don't you people learn it from the dark past
This ship is sinking you're without a life raft
Kneel down and pray just to get away
Save another day
Save another day
Save another day

White picket graves and blue collar slaves
Don't hesitate or we'll be gone
Today's the day we've got to congregate
Try to escape the raging storm
And maybe someday we'll find happiness at home
So let's go and break the Devil's truce
And try to stop the sale before the whole things sold
Don't let your necktie be your
Don't let your necktie be your
Don't let your necktie be your noose

Written by:
Bernard Miller

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