Undertaker

Intro: verse 1 There is no law, in this unlikely Promised Land There is no love, except the wringing of our hands, as we stand by' And watch a television that I don't know why But I'm feelin' like a have no other choice I can only hear your voice I got no food, but I got everything to eat It makes no sense, that we can still be so hungry I just want more, and though I haven't any need to give me more Just to satiate your greedy appetite And there ain't no end in sight Oh, Undertaker, rush me to my Maker, You've been schemin' all my life since I was born Take me under, where dreams are torn asunder And line your pretty little pockets with my soul verse 2 You bleed me dry, with all the things that I demand I dry my eyes, with dollar bills and desert sand I turn away to find the body of the man who didn't know That he would never understand his own desires And it consumes him like a fire Oh, Undertaker, rush me to my Maker, You've been schemin' all my life since I was born Take me under, where dreams are torn asunder And line your pretty little pockets with my soul Instrumental I hear your voice, it's like echo in my brain I hear the sound of an unstoppable train I'm either runnin' or I'm tied there to the tracks I've made my choice And it's there that I'll remain until I die It won't be long now by and by Oh, Undertaker, rush me to my Maker, You've been schemin' all my life since I was born Take me under, where dreams are torn asunder And line your pretty little pockets with my- Undertaker, rush me to my Maker, You've been schemin' all my life since I was born Take me under, where dreams are torn asunder And line your pretty little pockets with my soul