Old Roger

Old Roger he lives at the top of the hill
 He killed his wife and children
 Oh my god he must be crazy
 You'd better gather round and listen
 He snuck into town when the sun went down
 Slaughtered all the cows and chickens
 But he didn't kill the pigs and instead he gave them all wings
 And sent them off to work in jobs of high positions
 Old Rodger he took himself a fine young gal now
 And smeared her heart apart with vicious lies
 Now she wanders all the streets just trying to feel complete
 With a million idiots between her thighs
 Sometimes he lives in the country baby
 Sometimes he lives in town
 Sometimes you get a notion baby
 To jump in the river and drown
 Old Rodger he gave you a good reason to die now
 And even better one to kill for
 Then he marches everyone off to war he's done it a million times before
 And it just keeps getting easier and easier
 And I hear he's still in his shed writing paychecks to the dead
 The thunder rolls and all the coyotes howl
 Ain't it awfully fucking clever how he's gonna live forever
 With no savior except the one who cast him down