No Judgement Day

Willie Johnson

Was locking up his store Monday night

When someone snuck in

And they commenced to fight

His wife Amielia found him lying on the freezer floor

Now this sleepy little town

It ain't sleeping no more

Well Sheriff Walker holds three local boys in jail

They confessed right down to the last detail

They beat Willie with a bat

He was 70 years old

Then they bought some beer with

The six dollars they stole

Chorus:

Well I know my anger is not politically cool

But brother we're in danger

When kids can be so cruel

As to kill for play

Dear God have mercy

We're living

Just like there's no judgement day

Billy Haney

Is the youngest of the three accused

His grandpa got him as a baby

Hungry and abused

But no one guessed the depth of his emotional scars

Til we saw him on the news

Grinning like a movie star

Chorus:

Well I know my anger is not politically cool

But brother we're in danger

When we can be so cruel

As throw our kids away

Dear God have mercy

We're living

Just like there's no judgement day

Today the headlights lined up

In the drizzling rain

To the graveyard stretched

The five mile chain

And we laid to rest one of this towns sweeties souls

And we burried the peace we know

In that very same...hole

Ummmmmmmmm