E 
   Outside the cats are scratching 
Dm 
   Inside the doors are latching 
C                   F 
   On the room, the greedy gloom 
       Dm       G 
   The trial is revealed 
E 
   Police are six feet deep 
Dm 
   With switchblades in their teeth 
      C                      F 
   So no one leaves and they all believe 
           Dm         G 
   This is absolutely real 
             Am 
   Yes, it's real 
   And the Sergeant says, "Are you ready, boys? 
   Get ready, boys 
   Aim... 
       G        Am 
   And Fire... 

Order in the court 
People ready for the sport 
They squirm and squeak and lick their beaks 
And grease their feathers down 
Everybody rise 
Judge is here with bathroom eyes 
A Grizzly bear, he hugs his chair 
And the greedy gavel pounds 
Yes, it pounds 
And the Sergeant says, "Are you ready, boys? 
Get ready, boys 
Aim... 
And Fire... 

In the dungeon's falls 
Writing appeals upon the wall 
And the priest in prayers is not even there 
So precious is his time 
To the stake he's tied 
The swallows sing the triggers slide 
he bids goodbye to the wattery sky that plunges from his mind 
From his mind 
And the Sergeant says, "Are you ready, boys? 
Get ready, boys 
Aim... 
And Fire...