when will he come
when will he come
when will he come…
the elders say he'll come when he tires of his killing
they say he'll come when his balls are good & drained
they say he'll come once he runs out of blood to fill his tub with
the last time I saw him pass through town he said he'd come to fix some teeth
he made us kneel & left a dead metallic taste in every mouth
we won't dare question your methods, just don't leave us feeling like our gums are lined with copper
but make no mistake, no one's lost a tooth since, not one
when will he come
when will he come
when will he come…
they say he'll come when the fields are ready for his plowing
they say he'll come when the women want his plowing too
they say he'll come when there's a heavy trembling going round
oh you'll hear him come
by the sound of his machete dragged along the forest floor
oh you'll hear him come
by the rattling of the chains that hang from his neck
oh you'll hear him come
by the dripping of the sacrificial blood into his pail
you'll hear him come alright