Cinderblock

There's a banker's body at the bottom of the lake
His head's in the village, on display
His head's in the village, on display

There's an old politician with his pockets full of gold
Crying up to heaven to save his soul
Crying up to heaven to save his soul

I got a cinderblock waiting at the fishing hole
The hot water seems to only come out cold
The hot water seems to only come out cold

Everyone's looking for a place to hide
There's a light coming in from the torches outside
a light coming in from the torches outside

There's pitchforks coming up the west side lawn
No one's gonna miss you when you're gone
No one's gonna miss you when you're gone

I got a cinderblock waiting at the fishing hole
The hot water seems to only come out cold
The hot water seems to only come out cold

He died right there with a busted chin
No one really cared for his apologies then
No one really cared for his apologies and

I got a cinderblock waiting at the fishing hole
The hot water seems to only come out cold
The hot water seems to only come out cold
The hot water seems to only come out cold



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Everson
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