The Seven Deadly Sins

The seven deadly sins
We'll find them all and worse
Where degenerate kings, pushy beggars
Fallen ladies of letters and verse
Pride, lust, gluttony, greed, sloth, wrath and envy
It's all in a hard days work for me

And I, I pay no mind
And I pay no mind
To a name that you would employ me
I despise all their kind
Job search and destroy me

Oh hand me my gun
My friend we'll have some fun
Shoot down the spies on the trees
And kick up the leaves
In the morning breeze
Pay no mind

And the old iron bells
Still ring in the old machine
And chain me to hell
Or poison your soul as it seems to rebel
Its obscene stay home and get lean
Live in your mind but don't live out your dreams
No, oh no, pay no mind