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The Dead Milkmen

Cold Hard Ground

 

Cold Hard Ground

(album: The King In Yellow - 2011)


The trouble all started when he grabbed the gun from the rack
A visit to the ol' workplace let 'em all know he's back
Thanks his lucky stars; the ol' boss was still around
Cause tonight he'll be a sleeping in the cold hard ground

Cold hard ground
Cold hard ground
No one else is around
In the old hard ground
Cold hard ground
Cold hard ground
Tonight you'll be a lying
In the cold hard ground

He took a little drive out to his ex-wife's place
A bullet to the head no one can hear her moan
He felt a little bad that the dog would be all alone
Cause tonight she'll be a sleeping in the cold hard ground

Cold hard ground
Cold hard ground
No one else is around
In the old hard ground
Cold hard ground
Cold hard ground
Tonight you'll be a lying
In the cold hard ground

A short-cut out to his sister's house
She was watching his kids, just outside of town
He killed 'em one by one, oh they didn't make a sound
And tonight they'll all be lying in tha cold hard ground

Cold hard ground
Cold hard ground
No one else is around
In the old hard ground
Cold hard ground
Cold hard ground
Tonight you'll be a lying
In the cold hard ground

The cops they are a'coming, hot on your trail
They say that every tombstone is written in Braille
You don't want to live, you know you're Satan hell-bound!
Tonight you'll be a lying in the cold hard ground

Cold hard ground
Cold hard ground
No one else is around
In the old hard ground
Cold hard ground
Cold hard ground
Tonight you'll be a lying
In the cold hard ground

Compared to all the others, my troubles are very few
And as I pile this dirt into a little mound
I say the lives of others are filled with sorrows a'plenty
At least they won't be lying in the cold hard ground

Cold hard ground
Cold hard ground
No one else is around
In the old hard ground
Cold hard ground
Cold hard ground
Tonight you'll be a lying
In the cold hard ground

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