One, two

We're at the last rung on the ladder

The sun's about to set

The cobra and the adder

Have eyes on the neighbor's pet

The radio's gone silent

All the DJs have been shot

The flags all fly at half-mast

For reasons we forgot

There's a petrol fire in Heaven

There's no bottom to the well

And the bastards always give in

To those who kill what they can't sell

So raise a glass, it's over

Drop a penny in the pot

And don't think you'll be forgiven

For reasons we forgot

We're at the last rung on the ladder

The sun's about to set

The cobra and the adder

Have eyes on the neighbor's pet

The radio's gone silent

All the DJs have been shot

The flags all fly at half-mast

For reasons we forgot

There's nothing on the radar

The files have been erased

They've pulled down all the faders

And cut the power just in case

There's no one in the bell tower

The court has been adjourned

The judge and jury came and went

The verdict overturned

To the palace march the wicked

To the gallows march the brave

While pity, peace, and patience

Gone for good in unmarked graves

We're at the last rung on the ladder

The sun's about to set

The cobra and the adder

Have eyes on the neighbor's pet

The radio's gone silent

All the DJs have been shot

The flags all fly at half-mast

For reasons we forgot

The ocean's dead and empty

The sky's choked with fumes

There's a bullet hole in the sentry

The king bathes in cheap perfume

Anna shut her eyes tight

Said a prayer and heard a voice

Dug out her father's Winchester

And Anna made the choice

She's at the last rung on the ladder

The sun's about to set

The cobra and the adder

Have eyes on the neighbor's pet

The radio's gone silent

All the DJs have been shot

The flags all fly at half-mast

For reasons we forgot

There's bodies in the river

Excuses in the press

And the ones who can't deliver

Are the ones you must impress

With a low bow and a curtsey

In the hopes you've passed the test

By the time you've bent the knee, son

The wolf's hungry for you next