Partner In Crime -

«Fire in Brimstone coming down from the sky

Rivers and seas boiling!

40 years of darkness

Earthquakes, volcanoes!

The dead rising from the grave!

Human sacrifice, dogs and cats living together

Mass hysteria!»

This seedy motel room, just me and the roaches

And somebody’s dismembered corpse in the bathtub

It’s getting redundant, this smell of blood and nicotine

I waited for you here but I didn’t hear a single scream

Cause you’re not coming, no you’re not coming

Cause you’re six feet underground

My partner in crime!

You double-crossed me one too many times

Now it’s curtains for you

And I’m having a horrible night

This racket’s wearing pretty thin

But I killed every witness who knew shit

About this shit I’m in

Dissolving bones in lime and

Digging shallow graves again

Tied up all my loose ends—

Disposing of them limb by limb

But you’re not coming

No you’re not coming

Cause you’re deep below the bay

My partner in crime!

You double-crossed me one too many times

Now you sleep with the fishes

As I escape into the night

You found it hard to apologize

After I cut out your tongue

And you don’t have a single alibi

To get you off the hook for what you’ve done

Your web of lies has all but rotted away

Like the bodies stashed under the house

And you’re finding it difficult to say goodbye

With my shotgun shoved into your mouth

Don’t get so choked up!

But you’re not coming!

You’re never coming!

No, I made quite sure of that

My partner in crime!

You stabbed me in the back for the last time

Now your brain’s on the carpet

And I can see everything

You had on your mind