The homeless man was beaten to death by lords and their Bibles
Because he didn't want to tell them where he lives
That's the way the cookie crumbles, dear ladies
This book is good for this, too
I take the knife and carve it to the stone
Before it will be forgotten
These pitchforks, knives, Bibles, that's what it is
It's only about how you use it
Bang! Bang!
The land is cracking
The nobility is chewing loudly behind the wall
And devils are playing marriage [card game]
There is no need to hit the back with the willow stick
We are all high here, no one knows on what
There is a little bit of mash at the bottom of the pot
It's not that funny, but it's ours
Bang! Bang!
The land is cracking
The nobility is chewing loudly behind the wall
And devils are playing marriage [card game]
Bang! Bang!
It goes through the head
And then goodbye
It depends on the point of view
You'll see, what we can do
We are a weird pack, with the all-knowing old man in the castle
This song probably won't be playing in the radio
About how the Holy Writ met the vagabond
Bang! Bang!
The land is cracking
The nobility is chewing loudly behind the wall
And devils are playing marriage [card game]
Bang! Bang!
It goes through the head
And then goodbye
It depends on the point of view