Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song HANGMAN, artist - Young Fathers.
Date of issue: 02.02.2014
Song language: English
HANGMAN |
I’m almost there. |
I’m almost there, but not quite |
Travelling through the bayou, feel the eeriness at sunset |
My senses on high alert, so I say, «Hello! |
Who’s there?» |
Nothing |
Like a whistle in the wind as I move on forward |
I hear the leaves rustling leaves rustling |
In a state of grace words I shouldn’t have said are all forgiven |
All the days of bad forgotten |
But still, to me, revenge is a dish best served cold |
Like ice cold with an ice pick and a blindfold |
I’m going, going, gone. |
I said, «I'm going, going, gone» |
Time to meet your maker. |
Time to meet your maker |
I’m prowling, growling, howling |
Hangman |
A bullet a piece for the two of you |
(Hey) |
For you |
Low deep nasty |
You chopping me down like the Amazon |
No getting past me |
Two feet in the air |
You wouldn’t last a marathon |
Racing with the panther |
The maximum price-ah |
Curator of the faith-ah |
I’m never too late-ah |
Don’t shoot the messenger |
Shoot the messenger’s mother |
Fffffucker |
Hangman |
A bullet a piece for the two of you |
(Motherfucker) |
For you |
(Fatherfucker) |
Hangman |
A bullet a piece for the two of you |
For you |
Hangman |
A bullet a piece for the two of you |
For you |
Hangman |
A bullet a piece for the two of you |
For you |