Songtext von The Pantheon (Ain't Gonna Catch You)

Gods ain't gonna help you, son You'll be sorry for what you done Them gods gonna hurt you, son When you play with a loaded gun When you play with a loaded gun They ain't gonna catch you when you fall You'll be pleading while you're bleeding They ain't gonna hear ya, son Don't care about what you done They ain't gonna help you, son You'll be sorry for what you done Be sorry for what you done Old pyth, cranky old bull Make you sorry for what you done Hense, in a black veil Gonna prick you for what you done Roathus, got you empty Got you weeping for what you done I say mother, lonely old gal Tear your heart out for what you done Tear your heart out for what you done They ain't gonna catch you when you fall You'll be pleading while you're bleeding Gods ain't gonna help you, son You'll be sorry for what you done Them gods gonna hurt you, son You'll be sorry for what you done You'll be sorry for what you done