You say that God does not exist You stupid punker - look at the mess you're in It's holy harcore!!! Moshin to the harcore hymns The altar boys are in
us hunt 7 million bodies lying dead Beneath my hands War was such a simple Game to play Preachers do my bidding yet Blame me for their sins Altar boys
us hunt Seven million bodies lying dead Beneath my hands War was such a simple game to play Preachers do my bidding Yet blame me for their sins Altar boys
I stayed a little while I want to thank you, Joan of Arc for treating me so well And though I wear a uniform I was not born to fight All these wounded boys
would once stir There St Patrick planted turf Cabbages and praties Pigs galore, mo grá, mo stóir Altar boys and ladies In the town
takin' your clothes off for that jerk Oh, it got me drinkin' And then suddenly I'm staggerin' into church And I'm dancin' like Baryshnikov all across the high altar
palace in receivership A jester with a busted lip A catalog of crooked answers We're all heard about the rapist nun She pulled a switch on everyone The altar boys
They force feed you love, then serve you hate What are they teaching? I just can't relate Altar boys are the victims he defiled He took advantage of the
) form a life with you (yeah) The type after sex get a warm rag and then wipe you Hyped up love light it up, might bite you at the altar I'm bitin off
!) I got racks on top of racks (Uh!), stacks on top of stacks (Uh!) Bands on top of bands (Uh!), got me fuckin' her (Uh!) and her friends (Flocka!) Bad boys
me, it's becoming unbearable, making hits is easy Put a famous bitch on the hook There you go with a platinum CD I know you heard the noise Preachers touching on altar boys
Champagne, champagne, a round for all the old choir boys They're busting off the altar chasing Dinah through the hall They're bustin' off the altar chasing
" Come the arabian night So I get back in my bed But outside my window I hear another gang fight It's duke and the boys against the devil's best
Black Suit White Collar Burning Desire Mother Fuckin' Father Holy Man Cock in Hand Perverted Plans Mother Fuckin' Father Makes Toys of Little Boys Priestly
face the fact, there's no road that can take me back take me to the start, to the altar where I sold my heart of all the eyes that I have closed of all
Train's the living testament Priests wanted to buy Funky cars but she said HELL NO Nuns asked to cruise around in bars, Drunky said HELL NO Altar boys
the name of the Lord above Step up, up to the altar Kneel down, down on your knees and pray Step up, up to the altar A priest is playin' his organ again