Let Us Rot - Those Poor Bastards

Up on the cross Jesus

Up on the cross Jesus

No one to cut him down Jesus

Most everyone is a coward

Clinging to their dead end lives

Trying to make themselves happy

Buying material things

Trying to keep themselves busy

So that they don’t have to think

About the pain others have gone through

To get them where they are today

Up on the cross Jesus

Up on the cross Jesus

No one to cut him down Jesus

Things weren’t always this easy

People they used to live life

They weren’t surrounded by comfort

They didn’t have soft bodies and minds

Well now we’re just shit for the devil

To trample and rub on his face

We deserve to be punished

We should take Jesus' place

Up on the cross Jesus

Up on the cross Jesus

No one to cut him down Jesus

Just let us rot let us rot let us rot