Automobile Lyrics

Ah ahh

Well, I slayed my minister

He made a fool of you and me

He killed my little sister and then gave her eulogy

Well now

Ahh ahh

Well, he paid for what he did

I made sure he'd face heaven's gate

With god and other witnesses

I shot him at point blank, at at point blank

Ahh ahh

Whoa, Reverend Willie Maxwell, he died upon a hill

Made up of the five bodies that he said he didn't kill

I ended him in his own chapel I bent him to God's will

Just like he bent them bodies in that old automobile, automobile

Aahh ahh

Ahh ahh

Well, he preyed where none would see

Deep down on these old country roads

He'd place them bodies underneath

Them cars and then he'd scream oh no!

Help me!

Autopsies came and went

Its obvious there was foul play

On top of that the policies he took out to get paid

Ahh get paidd

Ahh ahh

Whoa, Reverend Willie Maxwell, he died upon a hill

Made up of the five bodies that he said he didn't kill

I ended him in his own chapel I bent him to God's will

Just like he bent them bodies in that old automobile

Whoa, Reverend Willie Maxwell, he died upon a hill

Made up of the five bodies that he said he didn't kill

I ended him in his own chapel I bent him to God's will

Just like he bent them bodies in that old automobile, automobile

Aahh ahh

Ahh ahh

Ahhh ahh