Foetus - The Ballad Of Sisyphus T. Jones lyrics

Sissy rode to town at sunset With a boulder on his back And his traveling companion Who's a pyromaniac Sisyphus threw down the gauntlet As he stood before the priest If there is a man who'll thwart me Speak or hold your peace Drafting orphans from the cold Mercenaries twelve years old As they smear their face and don their camouflage Keep the rebels in clear sight Snorting lines of dynamite Burning villages and acts of sabotage Finishing his tour of duty With his vigilante squad Coming to confront his father And to stand before his god Thanatos had to arrest him So he pleaded can you test the chains And rode away You push it up You push it up But it rolls back down again There's some business to attend to Better seal the cellar doors Gonna be some racial cleansing Sissy is a man-of-war Gather up the ammunition You can call me Mr. Jones There's a bitter storm a-brewin' In Sierra Leone Breakin' out of Pluto jail With a plan that couldn't fail Sissy rode alone to taste the sweet upside Stealing food from refugees Mocking Mephistopheles As Icarus flies straight toward the sun So I hear the skies a-rumble from the summit over mountainside Across the plain And I watch the boulder tumble From the summit down the mountainside Toward the plain You shoot em up You shoot em up But it rolls back down again You push it up You push it up But it rolls back down again