His head like a liberty bell
Big cracked ready to swell
Throw your thoughts to the wishing well
Wish you well you're goin' ta hell
He said... liberty belle
She said... well i wish you well
He said... we're goin' ta hell
She said...
Jack and jill went down the hill
And they took the pills that their mama spilled
Love to swill what they spill
I love you cuz i am ill
He said... liberty belle
She said... well i wish you well
He said... we're goin' ta hell
She said...
1, 2, 3, 4, on the floor
And you look just like my mother's whore
Torn between the biggest score
I love you cuz you are poor
He said... liberty belle
She said... well i wish you well
He said... we're better off dead
She said...
Her head like a liberty bell
Big cracked ready to swell
Though you sell to the wishing well
When you take liberty with a liberty gal
