Dead bodies rotting in the heat
Killed while they lived out in the streets
They were seeking a place to hang
They thought it cool to join a gang
Chorus:
I think we oughta take a look
We need to read the sacred book
Time to let our eyes be opened
Time to repent our wicked sins
Inmates rot in their prison cells
Many sad stories they do tell
So many of their soulds are lost
Let's hope that they'll come to the cross
(Chorus)
Many souls follow the wrong path
They think sick stuff can make them laugh
They think they should waste so much cash
To watch and read a bunch of trash
(Chorus)
