Breaking Bad Criminals dance with slum lords they shed fake tears victims they shout from Ivory towers Mock and attack they of dark cloth and deceit possesses no real God they whoreship only their prey living by night not day Some even screech praise untowards sick is the mind who follows dead morals and upended graves they really are the bully's slaves Yet their churches pew is full Criminals all singing love songs sewing fear and anger no wonder God got fed up evicting them one and all