[Verse 1] Ten little injuns on the wall First thing first, starts the song Nine little injuns, someone's gone Might be missing, might be too long Eight little injuns can be found Frank paints a picture but makes no sound Seven little injuns, beat the man down Fucking holy pie and a circle round Six little injuns, devil at work Stamp that letter, cause someones hurt Five little injuns, do the count Freddy says nobody gets out Four little injuns set the score Its 20 by 20 and an open door Three little injuns, dangers of the mail Beating the drum and blowing a sail Two little injuns rowing the boat Almost safe, almost home One little injuns throws the peace sign He's upside down, hanging on a line Well, told by the father, told by the son Live by the sword, die by the gun Well, told by the father, told by the son Live by the sword, die by the gun [Verse 2] Ten little injuns hanging tall They're the living dead, I'm gonna kill them all Nine little injuns, took one down He squealed like a pig and broke like a souw Eight little injuns, cut one off a prison gard, I smashed with a rock Seven little injuns, next one's up An engineer and totally fucked Six little injuns, sticks and stones Road in the mail, car I broke his bones Five little injuns came in the night Verdicts out, the judge don’t get life Four little injuns, two salute Battle dressed, I cut him in two Three little injuns, golden rule Died by my hands and taught in a school Two little injuns making the law I tossed him out of the 33rd floor One fat fucking president I cut his throat, I raised his head Well, told by the father, told by the son Live by the sword, die by the gun Well, told by the father, told by the son Live by the sword, die by the gun [Verse 3] Ten little injuns on the wall First thing first, starts the song Nine little injuns, someone's gone Might be missing, might be too long Eight little injuns can be found Frank paints a picture but makes no sound Seven little injuns, beat the man down Fucking holy pie and a circle round Six little injuns, devil at work Stamp that letter, cause someones hurt Five little injuns, do the count Freddy says nobody gets out Four little injuns set the score Its 20 by 20 and an open door Three little injuns, dangers of the mail Beating the drum and blowing a sail Two little injuns rowing the boat Almost safe, almost home One little injuns throws the peace sign He's upside down, hanging on a line Well, told by the father, told by the son Live by the sword, die by the gun Well, told by the father, told by the son Live by the sword, die by the gun [Verse 4] Ten little injuns hanging tall They're the living dead, I'm gonna kill them all Nine little injuns, took one down He squealed like a pig and broke like a souw Eight little injuns, cut one off a prison guard, I smashed with a rock Seven little injuns, next one's up An engineer and totally fucked Six little injuns, sticks and stones Road in the mail, car I broke his bones Five little injuns came in the night Verdicts out, the judge don’t get life Four little injuns, two salute Battle dressed, I cut him in two Three little injuns, golden rule Died by my hands and taught in a school Two little injuns making the law I tossed him out of the 33rd floor One fat fucking president I cut his throat, I raised his head Well, told by the father, told by the son Live by the sword, die by the gun Well, told by the father, told by the son Live by the sword, die by the gun
