Malice In Leatherland - Suburban Holocaust lyrics

rate me

And to think

I once groveled 'neath your steep eaves

And to think

That you walk around like there's holes in your hands

Got another pill to pop?

You act like you're livin' on Gaza Strip

Need a hand? I wont refuse!

To help you, help you tie the noose

And kick the chair to let you loose

Oh my dear my heart reeks truth

As you swing'n swing'n swoosh!

Take my sleeve

And I'll lead you, knock you on your knees

Follow Me

And I'll reveal the depths of reality

Gotta Shepherd your whore

I'll crown your false ideals with a wreathe of thorns!

Need a hand? I wont refuse!

To help you, help you tie the noose

And kick the chair to let you loose

Oh my dear my heart reeks truth

As you swing'n swing'n swoosh