You'll get yours when you're good and ready
You'll get yours and go straight to hell
And when that day comes
You can be good and sure the day belongs to us
The sign said "Detour", so I did
And I found myself in a wonderful place
Fields of green where the wild flowers grow
The kind of place one could grow old
The sky opened up
The sun showered down
Onto a row of wooden pikes
What an awe-inspiring sight
Birds shy on top of them
Puts your head in a beautiful state
You'll get yours when you're good and ready
You'll get yours and go straight to hell
And when that day comes
You can be good and sure the day belongs to us
Life is a horror show and baby it will never stop
They tell me "watch my step"
I answer back "You watch your mouth!"
So many stories you have told
You and your stories have grown old.
SOS - who will save our ship?
SOS - who gives a shit?
Sinking like a rock with a heart of coal
Sinking like a rock without a soul
Please note, don't underestimate
'Cause I'm a cruel motherfucker!
You'll get yours when you're good and ready
You'll get yours and go straight to hell
And when that day comes
You can be good and sure the day belongs to us
The new dawn starts this day
As strange and savage poetry make up your eulogy
Tables turned around and turned on you
No one sheds a tear
No one loses sleep
You disappear
We fall asleep
We fall...
You'll get yours when you're good and ready
You'll get yours and go straight to hell
And when that day comes
You can be good and sure the day belongs to us
Writer(s): Justin Cathal Geever, Christopher Mark Head, Christopher Lee Barker, Patrick C Bollinger
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