The Bastard

keep your eye on the sky boy keep your eye on the sky and your guns all trained on the day- for the bastard at last is a thing of the past and there may be hell to pay boy, there may be hell to pay now stay on your toes boy stay up on your toes and weep ye no tears for him- tho'the devil now sleeps with the fishes down deep- and his virgins don't know how to swim boy, aye,they never learned how to swim so have no regrets boy,- have no regrets for taking the life of a toad- as there's plenty more where he comes from for sure and he only reaped what he sowed boy,- he only reaped what he sowed.