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