They say the 10 will always hangnin their most biblical twangnthen they'll cut you off on the roadnflip you the finger in old testament modennThey'll sleep outside with the camera's onnlights go out back to their lawnntheir smiling cars God loves them sonwith a nice warm fire waiting down belownnchorus:nso hang 'em high for all to seenthe homeless in their miserynthe poor, oppressed and beaten downnand you in your shirts of brownn(c'mon baby lets go downtown)nnI never saw you move so fastnthe commandments must be stuck up your assnthou shall not be a hypocritennever made the cut it just would not fitnnchorusnnIt's your duty you say to hang 'em highnbut you'll beat your woman 'till you're satisfiednand walk over me sleeping on the streetna master of religious deceitnnchorus