twelve O'clock midnight the scene is set
for a journey in the night they thought was right
no turning back till the job was done
no need for regret when they shoot some scum
no one else will suffer no one else will bleed
one finger of the right hand will cure the cancer
once and forever
shotgun blast ring in my ear shoot some scum that rule by fear
a lot of good men will do some time for a fucking cunt without a spine
the taste of the medicine is bitter sweet
ding dong ding dong I can hear a bell ding dong ding dong move like hell
ding dong ding dong it seems to stop ding dong ding dong you caught the fucking lot
The fucking lot