The Best lyrics in a song ever ? - General

Shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cocksucker, motherfucker, tits, fart, turd, and twat Shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cocksucker, motherfucker, tits, fart, turd, and twat Shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cocksucker, motherfucker, tits, fart, turd, and twat Shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cocksucker, motherfucker, tits, fart, turd, and twat I fucked your mom And I wanna suck my dad and my mommy too oh, is this thing on? blink 182 - Family Reunion

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[QUOTE=showtek;24574809][media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KMYN4djSq7o[/media] [b]MP3:[/b][url]http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/audio/llama[/url] [b]Song:[/b] Llama Song [b]Artist:[/b] Llama Here's a llama There's a llama And another little llama Fuzzy llama Funny llama Llama llama Duck Llama llama Cheesecake Llama Tablet Brick Potato Llama Llama llama Mushroom Llama Llama llama Duck I was once a treehouse I lived in a cake But I never saw the way The orange slayed the rake I was only three years dead But it told a tale And now listen, little child To the safety rail Did you ever see a llama Kiss a llama On the llama Llama's llama Tastes of llama Llama llama Duck Half a llama Twice the llama not a llama Farmer Llama Llama in a car Alarm a llama Llama Duck Is THIS how it's told now? Is it all so old? Is it made of lemon juice? Doorknob Ankle Cold Now my song is getting thin I've run out of luck Time for me to retire now And become a duck[/QUOTE] artist: burton earny

[quote] Confessor Of the tragedies in man Lurking in the core of us all The last dying call for the everlost Brief encounters, bleeding pain Lepers coiled neath the trees Dying men in bewildered soliloquys Perversions bloom round the bend Seekers, lost in their quest Ghosts of friends frolic under the waning moon It is the year of death Wielding his instruments Stealth sovereign reaper Touching us with ease Infecting the roots in an instant Burning crop of disease I am just a spectator An advocate documenting the loss Fluttering with conceit This doesn't concern me yet Still far from the knell Taunting their bereavement Mod round the dead Point fingers at the details Probing vomits for more Caight in unbridled suspense We have all lost it now Catching the flakes of dismay Born the travesty of man Regular pulse midst pandemonium You're plucked to the mass Parched with thirst for the wicked Sick liaisons raised this monumental mark The sun sets forever over Blackwater park[/quote] Artist opeth, Song blackwater park

Nazi punks fuck off - Dead Kennedys [QUOTE]Punk ain't no religious cult Punk means thinking for yourself You ain't hardcore cos you spike your hair When a jock still lives inside your head Nazi punks Nazi punks Nazi punks-Fuck Off! Nazi punks Nazi punks Nazi punks-Fuck Off! If you've come to fight, get outa here You ain't no better than the bouncers We ain't trying to be police When you ape the cops it ain't anarchy [Repeat chorus] Ten guys jump one, what a man You fight each other, the police state wins Stab your backs when you trash our halls Trash a bank if you've got real balls You still think swastikas look cool The real nazis run your schools They're coaches, businessmen and cops In a real fourth reich you'll be the first to go [Repeat chorus] You'll be the first to go You'll be the first to go You'll be the first to go Unless you think [/QUOTE]

Berserker [QUOTE]My love for you is like a truck, Berserker Would you like some making fuck, Berserker My love for you is like a rock, Berserker The Berserker is just so obscene Likes evil people you know what I mean He takes your soul and then just rips you apart He'll steal your heart Would you like to smoke some pot, Berserker My love for you is ticking clock, Berserker Would you like to suck my cock, Berserker Would you like some making fuck, Berserker[/QUOTE]

Till There Was You - The Beatles [quote="the beatles"]There were bells on a hill But I never heard them ringing No I never heard them at all Till there was you There were birds in the sky But I never saw them winging No I never saw them at all Till there was you Then there was music and wonderful roses They tell me in sweet fragrant meadows of dawn and dew There was love all around But I never heard it singing No I never heard it at all Till there was you Then there was music and wonderful roses They tell me in sweet fragrant meadows of dawn and dew There was love all around But I never heard it singing No I never heard it at all Till there was you Till there was you [/quote] makes me get all lovey-dovey

Down From The Sky - Trivium [QUOTE=Trivium;24672440]Growing fat on the throne of an empire Tyrant rules with the threat of a great fire I've opened up my eyes Seen the world for what it's worth Tears rain down from the sky They'll blow it all to bits To prove whose god wields all the power Fire rains down from the sky [/QUOTE] You really have to hear it to get the most out of it

You know it would be untrue, You know I would be a liar, If I was to say to you, Girl we couldn't get much higher. C'mon baby light my fire C'mon baby light my fire Time to set the night on... FIREE!!!

Master Fade [media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sl-fk5n0S5c[/media] Well you sure didn't look like you were having any fun With that heavy-metal gaze they'll have to measure in tons And when you look up at the sky All you see are zeros And all you see are zeros and ones You took my hand and led me down to watch the kewpie doll parade We let the kittens lick our hair and drank our chalky lemonade It's not that I just didn't care I must admit I was afraid And I'm awfully glad my finger's resting gently on the masterfade The masterfade I coulda played along The masterfade I coulda played Mah Jongg But it just takes too long And I just can't remember which way the east wind blows Does it matter if we're all matter What's the matter Does it matter if we're all matter when we're done When the sky is full of zeros and ones I saw you standing all alone in the electrostatic rain I thought at last I'd found a situation you can't explain With GPS you know it's all just a matter of degrees Your happiness won't find you underneath that canopy of trees If the green grass is 6 and the soybeans are 7 The junebugs are 8 the weeds and thistles are 11 And if the 1s just hold their place the 0s make a smiley face When they come floating down from the heavens You took my hand and led me down to watch a papillon parade And we let the kittens lick our hair and drank our chalky lemonade You squeezed my hand and told me softly that I shouldn't be afraid 'cause all the while your finger's resting gently on the masterfade The masterfade I coulda played along The masterfade I coulda played Mah Jongg But it just takes too long And who the hell can remember which way the east wind blows When you're lying on the ground staring up at that inverted compass I mean Christ, who knows

[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cpTz8r5OMdg[/media] [editline]11:21PM[/editline] [quote]The one true resolve of the flame and the bullet is a pile of flesh like an unmanned puppet; a set of bones gone quietly still. And in a lab under every flag right now, some one's splitting atoms and inventing new breakfast cerals in the shape of their nation's borders and drawing brand new maps, discreetly expanding their nation's borders (chorus): It's root root root for the home team shout like yoru dad at the TV screen tie a dollar bill around a circus flea the fee to flee what you can't see yo, I agree with glee with me Somebody told me when the bomb hits everybody in a 2-mile radius will be instantly sublimated, but if you lay face down on the ground for some time, avoiding the residual ripples of heat, you might survive, permantly fucked up and twisted like you're always underwater refracted but if you do go gas, there's nothing you can do when the air that was once you is mingled and mashed with the kicked-up molecules of the enemy's former body big-kid-tested, motherfucker approved. (chorus) You put your life in the hands of the highway designers, your stride an unforseen side effect of the urban planner realized bluepreint dream. Our font's bigger than your font. Our font- so straight, so legible, and tall and impentrable, like a fortress, like a column, a skyscraper. Our found with crush your font. We like our font just fine. One font under god under god under god[/quote]

Dances to A Discordant System [quote] Listen to the hidden tune - The essence of lies in notes defined As we dance to the dissonant sway - The choreography refined Will subdued and shackled Reason washed aside Pledging our love to the chains Our ignorance ever-amplified Blooded hands lead the waltz We're trapped in the out of tune swirl Still we set the show on continue mode And dance to a discordant system We accept the nails we're fed - Lies sharpened to bleed us silent Muted from the pains Defiance employed in vain Any attempts to leave the dance, Invisibly suppressed Questions unasked, we learn learn the steps - Eyes shut like all the rest Unsuspecting, willing, blind, controllable herd Pawns in a covert game conducted by hands we trust Dominated, compliant and deceptable Confident that we matter - we don't see that we're but dust Committed to a lie we cannot see, cannot know nor comprehend We're all asinine drones kept in the dark, kept in line Confined, Bereft of reason Withering in toxicity - The deadly fumes of deceit And we all reek of complicity Humbled, brought to our knees By the weight of our own guilt Our nescient ways the catalyst To injustice and inhumanity We dance - to appease Compete in stupidity Obscured faces file our points - Numbers fed to the machine Still we stand in line for the next show The human spine liquefied What are we, but stupefied Dancers to a discordant system We believe - so we're misled We assume - so we're played We confide - so we're deceived We trust - so we're betrayed [/quote] ...yup...

Jethro Tull - Thick as a Brick [quote]Really don't mind if you sit this one out. My words but a whisper -- your deafness a SHOUT. I may make you feel but I can't make you think. Your sperm's in the gutter -- your love's in the sink. So you ride yourselves over the fields and you make all your animal deals and your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick. And the sand-castle virtues are all swept away in the tidal destruction the moral melee. The elastic retreat rings the close of play as the last wave uncovers the newfangled way. But your new shoes are worn at the heels and your suntan does rapidly peel and your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick. And the love that I feel is so far away: I'm a bad dream that I just had today -- and you shake your head and say it's a shame. Spin me back down the years and the days of my youth. Draw the lace and black curtains and shut out the whole truth. Spin me down the long ages: let them sing the song. See there! A son is born -- and we pronounce him fit to fight. There are black-heads on his shoulders, and he pees himself in the night. We'll make a man of him put him to trade teach him to play Monopoly and to sing in the rain. The Poet and the painter casting shadows on the water -- as the sun plays on the infantry returning from the sea. The do-er and the thinker: no allowance for the other -- as the failing light illuminates the mercenary's creed. The home fire burning: the kettle almost boiling -- but the master of the house is far away. The horses stamping -- their warm breath clouding in the sharp and frosty morning of the day. And the poet lifts his pen while the soldier sheaths his sword. And the youngest of the family is moving with authority. Building castles by the sea, he dares the tardy tide to wash them all aside. The cattle quietly grazing at the grass down by the river where the swelling mountain water moves onward to the sea: the builder of the castles renews the age-old purpose and contemplates the milking girl whose offer is his need. The young men of the household have all gone into service and are not to be expected for a year. The innocent young master -- thoughts moving ever faster -- has formed the plan to change the man he seems. And the poet sheaths his pen while the soldier lifts his sword. And the oldest of the family is moving with authority. Coming from across the sea, he challenges the son who puts him to the run. What do you do when the old man's gone -- do you want to be him? And your real self sings the song. Do you want to free him? No one to help you get up steam -- and the whirlpool turns you `way off-beam. LATER. I've come down from the upper class to mend your rotten ways. My father was a man-of-power whom everyone obeyed. So come on all you criminals! I've got to put you straight just like I did with my old man -- twenty years too late. Your bread and water's going cold. Your hair is too short and neat. I'll judge you all and make damn sure that no-one judges me. You curl your toes in fun as you smile at everyone -- you meet the stares. You're unaware that your doings aren't done. And you laugh most ruthlessly as you tell us what not to be. But how are we supposed to see where we should run? I see you shuffle in the courtroom with your rings upon your fingers and your downy little sidies and your silver-buckle shoes. Playing at the hard case, you follow the example of the comic-paper idol who lets you bend the rules. So! Come on ye childhood heroes! Won't you rise up from the pages of your comic-books your super crooks and show us all the way. Well! Make your will and testament. Won't you? Join your local government. We'll have Superman for president let Robin save the day. You put your bet on number one and it comes up every time. The other kids have all backed down and they put you first in line. And so you finally ask yourself just how big you are -- and take your place in a wiser world of bigger motor cars. And you wonder who to call on. So! Where the hell was Biggles when you needed him last Saturday? And where were all the sportsmen who always pulled you though? They're all resting down in Cornwall -- writing up their memoirs for a paper-back edition of the Boy Scout Manual. LATER. See there! A man born -- and we pronounce him fit for peace. There's a load lifted from his shoulders with the discovery of his disease. We'll take the child from him put it to the test teach it to be a wise man how to fool the rest. QUOTE We will be geared to the average rather than the exceptional God is an overwhelming responsibility we walked through the maternity ward and saw 218 babies wearing nylons cats are on the upgrade upgrade? Hipgrave. Oh, Mac. LATER In the clear white circles of morning wonder, I take my place with the lord of the hills. And the blue-eyed soldiers stand slightly discoloured (in neat little rows) sporting canvas frills. With their jock-straps pinching, they slouch to attention, while queueing for sarnies at the office canteen. Saying -- how's your granny and good old Ernie: he coughed up a tenner on a premium bond win. The legends (worded in the ancient tribal hymn) lie cradled in the seagull's call. And all the promises they made are ground beneath the sadist's fall. The poet and the wise man stand behind the gun, and signal for the crack of dawn. Light the sun. Do you believe in the day? Do you? Believe in the day! The Dawn Creation of the Kings has begun. Soft Venus (lonely maiden) brings the ageless one. Do you believe in the day? The fading hero has returned to the night -- and fully pregnant with the day, wise men endorse the poet's sight. Do you believe in the day? Do you? Believe in the day! Let me tell you the tales of your life of your love and the cut of the knife the tireless oppression the wisdom instilled the desire to kill or be killed. Let me sing of the losers who lie in the street as the last bus goes by. The pavements ar empty: the gutters run red -- while the fool toasts his god in the sky. So come all ye young men who are building castles! Kindly state the time of the year and join your voices in a hellish chorus. Mark the precise nature of your fear. Let me help you pick up your dead as the sins of the father are fed with the blood of the fools and the thoughts of the wise and from the pan under your bed. Let me make you a present of song as the wise man breaks wind and is gone while the fool with the hour-glass is cooking his goose and the nursery rhyme winds along. So! Come all ye young men who are building castles! Kindly state the time of the year and join your voices in a hellish chorus. Mark the precise nature of your fear. See! The summer lightning casts its bolts upon you and the hour of judgement draweth near. Would you be the fool stood in his suit of armour or the wiser man who rushes clear. So! Come on ye childhood heroes! Won't your rise up from the pages of your comic-books your super-crooks and show us all the way. Well! Make your will and testament. Won't you? Join your local government. We'll have Superman for president let Robin save the day. So! Where the hell was Biggles when you needed him last Saturday? And where were all the sportsmen who always pulled you through? They're all resting down in Cornwall -- writing up their memoirs for a paper-back edition of the Boy Scout Manual. OF COURSE So you ride yourselves over the fields and you make all your animal deals and your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.[/quote]

[QUOTE=Pasalaqcua;24736386]Jethro Tull - Thick as a Brick[/QUOTE] yes.

I concur. Like I said in the Tull thread, Thick as a Brick is a fucking masterpiece

Memento - Figure 8 [quote]The beginning at the end of the beginning of the end Is the twisting and the bend found between one and ten The puzzle never ends, make your demons your friends It's the beginning of a road that leads right back to The beginning of the end of the beginning of the end Twisting and turning between one and ten The puzzle never ends, make your demons your friends It's the beginning of a road that leads right back to The beginning of the end of the beginning of the end Is the twisting and turning between one and ten The puzzle never ends, make your demons your friends It's the beginning of a road that leads right back to The Beginning. Living in my machine Pulses beneath gray skin Torso deep in unanswered "Whys?" Let your habit anesthetise Letting the insects in Beggars that breed within Swing from your chain, enjoy your ride Just a blind man swimming against the tide Two circles, one cycle, a figure of 8 Where loves becomes hate Beginning of the end of the beginning of the end Twisting and turning inside you Denial becomes you Make your demons your friends Flying with your noxious wings Crying through your toxic lens Denial betrayed you Make your demons your friends Inner anomaly Where self-slaughter is peace Mutating into a silver whale Beaching yourself to spite the grail Turning from fish to frog Come sleep with my dead God Calluses bloom on the hand of grace The snake is sleeping, dreaming of Eve's face Two circles, one cycle, a figure of 8 Where the trap is the escape Beginning of the end of the beginning of the end Twisting and burning inside you Denial becomes you Make your demons your friends Flying with your noxious wings Crying through your toxic lens Denial betrayed you Make your demons your friends Cognition is prison, cognition is prison Cognition is prison, cognition is prison Birth, Life, Death, Rust Feed this cruel Lust (Cognition is prison, cognition is prison) Birth, Life, Death, Rust Feed this cruel Lust (Cognition is prison, cognition is prison) Goodbye, I hope to see you in another life Goodnight, I know I'll see you from a clearer sky No pain, no blame Just a naked and a loving eye Ooo, Goodbye Love goes on I hope you all enjoyed your ride Love goes on I hope we find ourselves in time I don't need your mantra I don't need your crosses I don't need to hold on I don't need to let go If my eyes are black You'll just have to find me Careful where you look You'll end up where I am! Beginning of the end of the beginning of the end Twisting and burning inside you Denial becomes you Make your demons your friends Flying with your noxious wings Crying through your toxic lens Denial betrayed you Make your demons your friends Denial becomes you Make your demons your friends Denial betrayed you Make your demons your friends The end of the beginning, the beginning of the end Twisting and turning between one and ten The puzzle never ends, make your demons your friends It's the end of a road that leads right back to The end of the beginning, the beginning of the end Twisting and turning between one and ten The puzzle never ends, make your demons your friends It's the end of a road that leads right back to The end of the beginning, the beginning of the end Twisting and turning between one and ten The puzzle never ends, make your demons your friends It's the end of a road that leads right back to The end of the beginning, the beginning of the end Twisting and turning between one and ten The puzzle never ends, make your demons your friends It's the end of a road that leads right back to The Beginning.[/quote] But I don't really like English song lyrics, I don't know if they're just less good or if it's because it's only my second language. My absolute favourite song lyrics right now are probably from [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6crLcxrGMsU]L'Europe by Noir Désir[/url].

[QUOTE=OctopusGuy;24540023][b]Right in Two - Tool Lyrics:[/b] Angels on the sideline, Puzzled and amused. Why did Father give these humans free will? Now they're all confused. Don't these talking monkeys know that Eden has enough to go around? Plenty in this holy garden, silly old monkeys, Where there's one you're bound to divide it Right in two Fuck man you beat me to it Angels on the sideline, Baffled and confused. Father blessed them all with reason. And this is what they choose. (and this is what they choose) Monkey, killing monkey, killing monkey Over pieces of the ground. Silly monkeys give them thumbs, They forge a blade, And when there's one they're bound to divide it, Right in two. Right in two. Monkey, killing monkey, killing monkey Over pieces of the ground. Silly monkeys give them thumbs, They make a club And beat their brother... down. How they survived so misguided is a mystery. Repugnant is a creature who would squander the ability to lift an eye to heaven conscious of his fleeting time here Gotta divide it all right in two They fight, till they die Over earth, over sky They fight, over life, Over brawn, over air and light, Over love, over sun. Over blood They fight, or they die, all for what? For our rising! Angels on the sideline again Been too long with patience and reason Angels on the sideline again Wondering when this tug of war will end Gotta divide it all right in two Right in two Right in two...[/QUOTE] [editline]12:33AM[/editline] Bad Religion-Do What You Want Hey do what you want, but don't do it around me. Idleness and dissipation breed apathy. I sit on my ass all goddamn day, A misanthropic anthropoid with nothing to Say what you must, do all you can, Break all the fucking rules and Go to Hell with Superman and Die like a champion, yeah hey! Hey I don't know if the billions will survive, But I'll believe in God when 1 and 1 are 5. My moniker is man and I'm rotten to the core. I'll tear down the building just to pass through the door. So do what you must, do all you can, Break all the fucking rules and Go to Hell with Superman and Die like a champion, yeah hey!

Bump. :v: [QUOTE][B]TINKER tinker PLING- DING DING- DING[/B] my body breaks - the void screams weary of hollow metals that ring of hollow life by hand and by hammer i give birth tonight metal bend and metal scream welding bright the circuit seam weary of the hollow spaces between the twinkling lights i lost something along the way and it doesn't feel right MAY-BE IM-NOT falling apart but I'm falling a lot MAY-BE IM-NOT completely circuitry but i can't stop IM GONNA FALL APART!!! IM GONNA FALL APART!!! close im coming closer or maybe im not [B]i can make you a sex machine that would be hot[/B] break my nails and pull my hair theres circuit boards everywhere [B]how long have i been in here this is not my house[/B] MAY-BE IM-NOT falling apart but i'm falling a lot MAY-BE IM-NOT completely circuitry but i can't stop [B]IM NOT A ROBOT BUT IVE GOT A MECHANICAL HAND I CAN STEAL THE STARS AND PUT THEM BACK AGAIN[/B] once upon a time- i had a broken heart once upon a time- i just had a heart i limped when i was wounded- so i replaced my parts once upon a time i had a heart [B]IM NOT A ROBOT BUT IVE GOT A MECHANICAL HAND I CAN STEAL THE STARS AND PUT THEM BACK AGAIN if i am a machine because of my hand-made heart why do i dream im a dinosaur tearing sheep apart?[/B] lightning fill me up - it tells me where to go colors me and changes me it withers me to coal lightning tears me up - leaves me smoldering i close my eyes and hear her voice framed by vulture wings in the wires of my hand- i see my fate cold and mechanical- squeaky with hate it clicks + whiiirs and im satisfied its designed to fill that black hole deep inside im turning away from the path of soft skin to a path of mechanical sin turning away from the warmth of gold to an empty machine thats broken and cold click click click hollow rooms always consume click click click dark and empty like most of the moon click click click the things we do in the name of love click click click secret machines and a rusty glove SLEEP WELL MECHANICAL THING YOU WERE FUN FOR AWHILE [B]BUT NOW IM GOING GOING GOING TO GO GET GET A BURRITO[/B] go get a burrito go get a burrito....etc[/QUOTE] This song has awesome lyrics. A Rusty Glove by HORSE the band. Bolded out the best parts.

[QUOTE]Band: Atomic Raygun Attack! Song: Kill all humans (exept one) It's all my fault that you're dead Should have been me instead Now forever lost in space I would gladly take your place I just want you to know I'll never let you go In this dreadful attack, I will bring you back I wish I could change the past Give you more breath than your last Sunny thoughts of you remain But with me lies the pain Through the sting of the bee, death because of me I can't seem to get through being the end of you I just wish I could hold you in my arms just one more time, And bring your body back to me, back to me You're the only one I ever loved And now I have to set you free, set you free Took for granted you were always there I had to make it do or die, do or die Now the only thing I counted on Is being buried in the sky, goodbye [/QUOTE] [B]Only[/B] because it's based on the Futurama episode "The Sting" (my favourite).

Ba-ba-ba-ba-base! best ever

Come pet the p.u.s.s.y N.W.H [QUOTE]ome and pet the pussy, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Come and pet the pussy, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Political unrest stabilizes society yes and I must confess When you step to it, step to it hard it�ll open up so don�t bogart The p- the u- the s- and another s- y pet it and you will decide The fate of this entire nation when it comes you�ll get total elation Step to the l.i.p.s pucker up and press Your lips to the lips of the funk between the hips Naw, this ain�t no dis Time to stand erect and gain entry to the richness that waits within see We gotta work hard if we wanna groove it and I�m in it to win it so let�s do it Come and pet the pussy Hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey Some gonna try to lock you out but you take the time to knock it out It�s our job to educate, infiltrate or shread em so come on let�s spread em Wide and to the side some and see the i.c.e plant ride on The political unrest tip so get hip put up or shut up and give the lip The service that it needs rock steady and hard and feel the squeeze Of the country as it comes to my rhythm The rebellious hardcore groove that hits em This is the jam that lubricates the revolution we instigate Insertion take them to another level Pet the pussy and you�re that rebel Come and pet the pussy Hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey Don�t fight the might of this political statement take it for what it is, and it�ll make sense The way the words hit your ears the meaning�s changed to get the cheers Of those who want to see across the board equality the role of law should be Not to try to hold another man down so step up, let�s change this town Political unrest stabilizes society yes and this ain�t no test Gotta tear it down, to build it up from the ground floor or else your stuck In the same ole situation so bust it, make change your occupation Time to move so don�t lie you know you gotta step to the p-u-s-s-y Come and get the pussy Hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey Hey, I say, Come and pet the pussy [/QUOTE]

[quote="Rev 22:20" by Puscifer]Don't be aroused, by my confession Unless you don't give a good Goddamn about redemption I know Christ is comin', so am I And you would too if the sexy devil caught your eye She'll suck you dry But still you'll cry, to be back in her bosom To do it again She'll make you weak And mourn and cry, to be back in her bosom To do it again (Pray) Til I go blind (Pray) Cause nobody ever survives Prayin' to stay in your arms just until I can die a little longer Saviours and saints, devils and heathens alike She'll eat you alive Jesus is risen, it's no surprise Even he would martyr his mama to ride to hell between those thighs The pressure is building, at the base of my spine If I gotta sin to see her again then I'm gonna lie lie lie She'll make you cry I'll sell my soul, to be back in your bosom Gladly now please suck me dry And still you'll cry, to be back in her bosom To do it again (Pray) Til I go blind (Pray) Cause nobody ever survives Prayin' to stay in her arms just until I can die a little longer Saviours and saints, devils and heathens alike She'll eat you alive My pulse has been rising My temples are pounding The pressure is so overwhelming and building So steady there Freddy I'm ready to blow What is she what is she what is she waiting for? (Pray) Pray til I go blind (Pray) Pray cause no one ever survives Prayin' to stay in her arms just to die longer Saviours and saints, devils and heathens alike She'll eat you alive [/quote]