Gallows Hill

The horizontal path and devil signs
When the cars race to the top next to the narrow lights
The door on the left, it's the windmill's choice
Unfurling cloud gaze where the pimps kill girls and boys

No mention of the horror
No mention of the paint
As the early morning worker use his killing ride
To navigate the path to where they work
The streets are bouncing backwards where the workers burn

On Gallows Hill
On Gallows Hill
On Gallows Hill
On Gallows Hill

On Gallows Hill, there was a guillotine
On Gallows Hill, it's now a cemetery
On Gallows Hill, there was a guillotine
On Gallows Hill
On Gallows Hill

They grated the nine, they dazzle so big
It's the leader of the murdered from the guillotine
Raising the sword and planting the seeds
Well, that road is fucking horrible, it gives me the creeps

His expression, it caught me, got all dark
I was skating up the bathroom with my stinking board
The sloping hill with the winter, they're strong
The council don't like it so they turn the lamps off

On Gallows Hill
On Gallows Hill
On Gallows Hill
On Gallows Hill

On Gallows Hill, there was a guillotine
On Gallows Hill, it's now a cemetery
On Gallows Hill, there was a guillotine
On Gallows Hill
On Gallows Hill