The Trial Songtext / Lyric

Outside the cats are scratching

Inside the doors are latching

On the room, the greedy gloom

The trial is revealed

Police are six feet deep

With switchblades in their teeth

So no one leaves and they all believe

This is absolutely real

Yes, it's real

And the sergeant says, "are you ready, boys?

Get ready, boys

Aim...

And fire...






Order in the court

People ready for the sport

They squirm and squeak and lick their beaks

And grease their feathers down

Everybody rise

Judge is here with bathroom eyes

A grizzly bear, he hugs his chair

And the greedy gavel pounds

Yes, it pounds

And the sergeant says, "are you ready, boys?

Get ready, boys

Aim...

And fire...



In the dungeon s(? ) falls

Writing appeals upon the wall

And the priest in prayers is not even there

So precious is his time

To the stake he's tied

The swallows sing the triggers slide

He bids goodbye to the wattery sky that plunges from his mind

From his mind

And the sergeant says, "are you ready, boys?

Get ready, boys

Aim...

And fire...