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Say Your Prayers

 

Say Your Prayers

(album: Freakshow - 1991)


Whoa, whoa
Yeah yeah yeah

Watch the sky high fly
Did you think I'd never find out?
Well smiling lies
Silence is as good as a shout

'Cause I feel the ice of a pick my back
Pierced through the heart
I won't take it
Well that stuff makes for fuel for a start

Religious hour, a taste I recommend
That's one of those things you'll never, never need again

You broke the pact
When you jumped in the sack
(Say your prayers)
If you want a fight, baby
I'm pleased to oblige

Oh wow-wow! Slow
What goes up will always come 'round
Said you're so dainty
Crying is your favourite sound

When the chance romance, the morning is man
It's Russian roulette
Click, click, click, click
Busted, baby, that's what you get

Religious hour, a taste of every man
That's one of those things that never, never needs again

Want a fight
I'm pleased to oblige
(Say your prayers)
Oh baby you broke the pact
When you jumped in the sack
(Say your prayers)
Whoa! Ready or not
Take a shot
(Say your prayers)
Pumping the pauper
A part that should rise
(Say your prayers)
Say your
Say your prayers

Whoa!

If you want a fight, I'm pleased to oblige
(Say your prayers)
You broke the pact when you jumped in the sack
(Say your prayers)
I'm taking a shot, ready or not
(Say your prayers)
I'm pumping the pauper
A part that should rise
Say your, say your prayers

Say your prayers

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