Pen to paper
Gonna ride my wheel
Scrape my face with the razor
Burn a two-dollar bill
I said, "Heaven is wide..."
"...but it's gettin' real crowded."
The devil always knows
Where you been hidin'...
So come here
On high water
But don't even bother
Make no mistakes
That I'm comin'
To take what's old to me
For all the theives that
Stole it
It's time for reckoning
Oh yeah
Reckoning
(...)
Got a house of mirrors
In my shotgun shack
I got an 18-wheeler
To halt the broken glass
I got a little pink box
Huh, as I tied it with a ribbon
A bony yard dog
Lookin' for a wall to piss on
So come here
On high water
But don't even bother
'Cause make no mistakes
Hey, hey, hey
I'm comin'
To take what's old to me
For all the theives that
Stole it
Time for reckoning
Oh yeah
Why does the best in me
Oh, oh
Bring out the worst in you
Oh, oh
(...)
Yes, I'm comin'
To take what's old to me
For all the theives that
Stole it
You see, it's time for reckoning
Oh yeah
(Go get 'em baby)
Hey, yes, I'm comin'
To take what's old to me
Yes I am
(Yes I am)
Yes I am
(Yes I am)
It's time for reckon
'Cause I'm comin'
To take what's old to me
Oh yeah
Time for reckoning
Wooo
Time for reckoning
Yeah, hey, hey, yeah, yeah
It's time for reckoning, baby, yeah
It's time for reckoning