Bulletboys - Say Your Prayers Lyrics
Whoa-oh whoa-oh whoa!Yeah yeah yeah!Watch the skyhigh flyDid you think I'd never find out?Well smiling liesSomething says as good as a shoutCause I feel the highs over picking my backPierced through the heartI won't take itWell that stuff makes for fuel for a startReligious hour, a taste of every manThat's one of those things you'll never, never need againGive up the pathWhen you're driving yourself(Say your prayers)If you want a fight, babyI'm pleased to obligeOh wow-wow! SlowWhat goes up will always come 'roundSaid you're so daintyCrying is your favourite soundWhen the chance romance, the morning is manIt's Russian rouletteClang, clang, clang, clangBusted, baby, that's what you getReligious hour, a taste of every manThat's one of those things that never, never needs againWant a fightI'm pleased to oblige(Say your prayers)Oh baby you broke the pactWhen you jumped in the sack(Say your prayers)Whoa! Ready or notTake a shot(Say your prayers)Pumpin' the pauperA part that should rise(Say your prayers)Say yourSay your prayersWhoa!If you want a fightI'm pleased to oblige(Say your prayers)You broke the pactWhen you jumped in the sack(Say your prayers)I'm taking a shotReady or not(Say your prayers)I'm pumpin' the pauperA part that should riseSay yourSay your prayersSay your prayers
