Lyrics

Ever since I was a child, my grandmother, she'd say "Girl,
choose the path of righteousness when you're walking through this world.
The wind may push you side to side, you may stumble on a stone,
but if you stray all the way off this golden road, you'll surely die alone.
You'll surely die alone."

Through time I tried the best I could, to forget the words she said.
Cause nothing can ruin a bad girl's fun, like a good voice in her head.
Instead, I found myself led by my wicked tendencies,
it was much too late when I recalled the words she said to me.

Every day is Judgment Day. Every day is Judgment Day.
Every day is Judgment Day and the pull of sin is strong,
so lace your boots because the devil's staircase is ninety miles long.

The first 10 miles were dark, I had to squint without the light,
I thought it was hell but I was just in limbo where things just don't feel right
Then I was sweating 20 miles down, when lust was on my mind.
At 30, I wanted everything, but only misery I'd find

10 miles more, I paced in anger, wearing down the ground.
Until rage gave me a fear and fever, 50 miles down.

Every day is Judgment Day. Every day is Judgment Day.
Every day is Judgment Day and the pull of sin is strong,
so lace your boots because the devil's staircase is ninety miles long.

I've always been a heathen, been damned right from the start.
But the scene at the 60-mile mark shot faith in to my heart.
Without the Lord I may as well be buried where I breathe,
to save me from the little tricks up the devil's sleeve

At 70, I was hateful...became a murderer so cold,
there were demons in my mind and I just did as I was told
Then after lying 80 miles south, after I falsified for gain,
would I ever twist another word, or only twist in pain?

And when my feet hit ninety, my fear was deafening,
because I saw a special spot for me, a spot most frightening
Deceitful and disloyal, I had only lived to fall.
And the fire that burned my skin, was the hottest blaze of all.

Every day is Judgment Day. Every day is Judgment Day.
Every day is Judgment day, and no solace have I found,
and now my soles are burning hot, ninety miles down