Sing Sing

Sing, sing, won't you sing for me?

Beast in your belly, you've got to let it breathe

Sing, oh sing for me

Beast in your belly, Lord, you've got to let it breathe

Breathe for me

Mmm

Mmm hmm

And wash, you better wash your hands

Grab the soap, use your frying pan

'Cause you've been digging down, burying dirt

Grass grows tall on the things that

You wish that you'd forget

Mmm

And better clean, oh clean your plate

Mama's been slaving in the kitchen all day

Make sure to wipe the filth from your shoes

No one 'round here wants to know what you've been up to

Down in the hole in the ground

There are ghosts that never can be found

Home, home, home is on the ground

You're only waiting on the end of the road

And nothing's better than blood on blood

I promise brother, you are safe with us

There's no telling what tomorrow will bring

We have our devils and whoa-oh, you've got to let them sing

Down in the hole in the ground

There are ghosts that never can be found

Sing, oh sing for me

Beast in your belly, you've got to let it breathe

Sing, oh sing for me

Beast in your belly and Lord, you've got to let it sing

Home, home, home is on the ground

But you're only waiting at the end of the road

Down, down in a hole in the ground

There are ghosts that never can be found

Ooh