Oh David
Quarter past one
Quarter past one
You've stolen my gun
Now you're on the run
Oh, David
What have you done?
Quarter past two
Quarter past two
They're looking for you
And, David
We don't know what to do
They're looking for you
Quarter past three
Quarter past three
They're questioning me
They want to hang you
From the highest tree
Oh, David
Oh, David
Quarter past four
Quarter past four
We can't take it no more
We're drowning our eyes
Cause you killed a whore
What was it for?
There's no heaven for you
There's no heaven for you
There's no heaven for you
Quarter past five
Quarter past five
Don't tell us more lies
They want to kill you, my son
You're wanted dead, not alive
Oh, David
Hide!
Quarter past six
It's quarter past six!
They want to burn your body
On a crucifix
Oh, David
Oh, David
There's no heaven for you
There's no heaven for you
There's no heaven for you
There's no heaven for you
Quarter past eight
Quarter past eight
They say it's too late
Nothing you do
Will quench their hate
Oh, David
It's too late
Quarter past nine
Quarter past nine
David, it's time
I know you're worried, my son
But all will be fine
Oh, David
Oh, David
Quarter past one
You've stolen my gun
Now you're on the run
Oh, David
What have you done?
Quarter past two
Quarter past two
They're looking for you
And, David
We don't know what to do
They're looking for you
Quarter past three
Quarter past three
They're questioning me
They want to hang you
From the highest tree
Oh, David
Oh, David
Quarter past four
Quarter past four
We can't take it no more
We're drowning our eyes
Cause you killed a whore
What was it for?
There's no heaven for you
There's no heaven for you
There's no heaven for you
Quarter past five
Quarter past five
Don't tell us more lies
They want to kill you, my son
You're wanted dead, not alive
Oh, David
Hide!
Quarter past six
It's quarter past six!
They want to burn your body
On a crucifix
Oh, David
Oh, David
There's no heaven for you
There's no heaven for you
There's no heaven for you
There's no heaven for you
Quarter past eight
Quarter past eight
They say it's too late
Nothing you do
Will quench their hate
Oh, David
It's too late
Quarter past nine
Quarter past nine
David, it's time
I know you're worried, my son
But all will be fine
Oh, David
Oh, David
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Writer(s): Mark Barrionuevo
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