Say Your Prayers (Bulletboys)

Whoa-oh whoa-oh whoa! Yeah yeah yeah! Watch the sky high fly Did you think I'd never find out? Well smiling lies Something says as good as a shout Cause I feel the highs over picking my back Pierced through the heart I won't take it Well that stuff makes for fuel for a start Religious hour, a taste of every man That's one of those things you'll never, never need again Give up the path When you're driving yourself (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 Clang, clang, clang, clang 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) Pumpin' 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 pumpin' the pauper A part that should rise Say your Say your prayers Say your prayers