I warned you not to cry

I warned you not to sing

I warned you not to sleep around, sleep around with everything

I warned you not to go

I warned you not to stay

I warned you not to dig your own, dig your own little grave

I warned you not to cry

I warned you not to sing

I warned you not to sleep around, sleep around with everything

Did I warn you?

Did I warn you?

This time I'll concentrate

Lie back in the water and wait

This thing that I intend to do is harder on me than is is on you

I'll be a God then

Not a small man

This day the hunter waits

He's made one too many mistakes

But he doesn't mind all the things you do

'Cause he knows that soon he'll me laughing at you

He'll be a God then

And not a weak man

He'll be a God then and not a small man