Lyrics Misery Index

Misery Index

Hang Em High

Hang em 'til the last ones dead

Hang em 'til the last ones dead

Hang em 'til the last ones dead

Let them know we're coming out to kill

Behind gentle eyes, beneath Brooks Brother's gray

the cold calculations of the beast burn hard

For West Virginia miners

and CONAIE in Ecuador

for Delhi child labor

and Niger Delta poor

we kill

we kill

we kill

we kill

....die!!!

Let's hang em fucking high.