Bulletboys

Whoa-oh whoa-oh whoa!
Yeah yeah yeah!
Watch the skyhigh fly
Did you think Id 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 wont take it
Well that stuff makes for fuel for a start
Religious hour, a taste of every man
Thats one of those things youll never, never need again
Give up the path
When youre driving yourself
(Say your prayers)
If you want a fight, baby
Im pleased to oblige
Oh wow-wow! Slow
What goes up will always come round
Said youre so dainty
Crying is your favourite sound
When the chance romance, the morning is man
Its Russian roulette
Clang, clang, clang, clang
Busted, baby, thats what you get
Religious hour, a taste of every man
Thats one of those things that never, never needs again
Want a fight
Im 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
Im pleased to oblige
(Say your prayers)
You broke the pact
When you jumped in the sack
(Say your prayers)
Im taking a shot
Ready or not
(Say your prayers)
Im pumpin the pauper
A part that should rise
Say your
Say your prayers
Say your prayers
[ Say Your Prayers Lyrics ]