Testo Murdersong

See this man on the street
He asks me for something to eat
He asks me for some food
That shows whether I'm good

Death you can't control
It steels your soul
Ask where they go We don't know

He took me by the hand
To show me of his land
Away from civilisation
Suddenly he's gone

And your old Grand-mom
You only wanted her money
Not the person
Suddenly she's all gone