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Liability Luke

Jonathan Dunston

Noah Boggan

Jonathan and Noah

[Verse 1]

He was

Sorely beaten, and left without a pulse

Come around and found out of what he was before

Didn't know the consequence of life without propurse

So here he is, chained below, forever damned alone

Then she

Exited swiftly, feeling no remorse

Another man, another dollar

What's another more

Round the corner, here she comes

To see thе picture show

Of a victim, pool of blood

What have they bеcome

[Chorus]

So, wait and see

What you will be

Come Valentine or Halloween

On that silver screen

Wait and see

What life can be

When sins and victims melt away

The Firewall is blown

[Verse 2]

In reverse, the story told

A reporter comes to find

The perfect tome, an empty mold

So vulnerable to mine

"Here ye all you gentlemen

Breaking, shock, the score

Sorry chap falls to his death

His will to live no more

Come to find, the man had had it

A million bucks, nay more

Invested in a Ponzi scheme

Now God may rest his soul

Gather round and listen close

For not to be retold

A pretty penny and your attention

Consider yourself sold"

[Chorus]

So, wait and see

What you will be

Come retrospect or ill intent

The end is all postponed

Wait and see

What life will be

When people come and celebrate

The Firewall is blown

[Bridge]

The Devil turns to shield his face

Grief stricken, oh lord

"How can humans show such grace

When they approach the throne?"

Death turns to him and says

In melancholy tone

"The creature created in His image might truly reflect as so."

Death reports the monthly charts

Of souls, ghouls, sins and mights

The victories hell has won all throughout that night

In the midst of it all, the Devil turns and coughs and states

"Is this all there is to it, can't there be much more?"

[Chorus]

So, wait and see

What you will be

Cause even ol' Beazulbub

Can fall from Heaven's throne

Wait and see

For even we can

[Verse 3]

Understand, no contemplate, no

Beg to begin to relate, no

You gotta figure out when it's not too late, so

Get together and postulate

For the end may not be so lame yet

Procrastinate, no simulate, but

All the same, the story ends

And we come tumbling down

[Chorus]

Wait and see

What you will be

The bell tolls three times and yet

Here you are still mine

Wait and see

For we will soon

Be rid of you

God save our souls, and bid yourself aduè

[Outro]

Be rid of you

Yes Heaven sent! And called it upon you

Be rid of you

Yes that's your que, to say all the

Things that you'll do

Yet we're struck in awe

Cause the Firewall is blown