He was the hangman's son Wouldn't crack a smile till the deal was done He was the only one Laughing as he sang that we all shall hang Ooo Have mercy on the demons that curse me Ooo lay it on me when my time has come And I don't have the sense to run. He was the hangman's son He said, everyday's a curse and the curse just gets worse And now your on the run And you can smell his dirty work cause you're wearing his shirt You left in the night, on your ten speed bicycle Well, you went to grave beginnings Yeah everyone was cheering for you But now I stand on your grave, with nothing to say to you But I wonder how you lay, buried deep in the ground