My uncle's dead
Caught a bullet in his head
He bled for a while
For a while he bled
My uncle's dead
He's resting in his bed
And Momma cries
About her lonely child
My uncle's dead
But his friends are still there
They throw themselves at us
Pierced by despair
(alt: Pierce us like spears)
(alt2: Drenched in by tears )
"It might be time -
To pump them full with led"
My uncle said
But now my uncle's dead
R.I.P. |