The sun will go out
Go back in its box
Forever chained
It's done its job
The teller's cursed
And for what it's worth
A metal chain
A hammered claw
A pointed tooth
The sun has gone out
We sign the papers
We line their pockets
(You should know that)
(You should know that)
First come the shadows
And then the dirt
From what they stole
And say they borrowed
With the wild red
(You should know that)
And a half-mad
(You should know that)
And you're forever chained
(You should know that)
You and yours
They bet a dollar
(You should know that)
And pay no taxes
(You should know that)
Go back in the box now
(You should know that)
To the gallows pole
The sun has gone out
The son of the old boss
The never-changed
Ne'er-do-well
You sign the papers
We line their pockets
The man who can
Stacks his
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