Old Roger

Old Roger he lives at the top of the hill
He killed his wife and children
Oh my god he must be crazy
You'd better gather round and listen

He snuck into town when the sun went down
Slaughtered all the cows and chickens
But he didn't kill the pigs and instead he gave them all wings
And sent them off to work in jobs of high positions

Old Rodger he took himself a fine young gal now
And smeared her heart apart with vicious lies
Now she wanders all the streets just trying to feel complete
With a million idiots between her thighs

Sometimes he lives in the country baby
Sometimes he lives in town
Sometimes you get a notion baby
To jump in the river and drown

Old Rodger he gave you a good reason to die now
And even better one to kill for
Then he marches everyone off to war he's done it a million times before
And it just keeps getting easier and easier

And I hear he's still in his shed writing paychecks to the dead
The thunder rolls and all the coyotes howl
Ain't it awfully fucking clever how he's gonna live forever
With no savior except the one who cast him down