One two Well, I died to myself like Jesus to his bride But my wife she, she doubled down Now she's got my body to hide She used to wrap me in her arms Oh, and keep me warm at night Now I'm wrapped up in a carpet In a dumpster and I'm cold as ice One two three Well I hope the lord don't take me, I hope he sends me down Cuz I know she'll go down praying, she'll repent somehow Even though, oh the jury's verdict is clear and loud On the row, she'll make amends and heaven will be hell Oh heaven will be hell Heaven will be hell Badda bap bap bap ba ba Naa naa naa na na na na Ahh da da da da duh da da Dah dee da I thought she was dedicated and devout Spending quiet time with the lord But she was meditating about the type of pipe she'd use to send me home She used to wrap me in her arms and keep me warm at night Now I'm wrapped up in a carpet, the murder weapon is by my side One two three Well I hope the lord don't take me, I hope he sends me down Cuz I know she'll go down praying, she'll repent somehow Even though, oh the jury's verdict is clear and loud On the row, she'll make amends and heaven will be hell, oh Oh heaven will be hell Heaven will be hell