The Blessed Virgin Larry - Son Of A Bitch lyrics

rate me

You've never told me of your anger with the world

You've never told me why you dress up like a little effin girl

We carry on with the struggle of man

No one gives a shit, and no one gives a damn

About the things that we believe or the things that we trust

Cause when we effin' die, we all turn to dust

They've always told you what to say

Their always telling you to get down on your knees and

Pray just like a sinner should

Live to hate, Hate to live

I'm a mean mother f___er don't make me come and get ya

Live to hate, Hate to live

I'm a pistol packing mama, but I'm really just a Son Of A Bitch

Have you ever had one of those days that no matter where you look,

Everything you see is completely effed up? People living and crying

And lying, and dieing. The hopes and dreams of all mankind.

Still in the end we're just destined to die. Shit I think we're

Just trying to survive day to day, doing the best we can with what

We've got. Do you know that more people have been killed in the name

Of Christianity, than have died from all the plagues, natural disasters,

World wars, and diseases like cancer and aids?

Now that's f___d

They've always told you what to say

Their always telling you to get down on your knees and

Pray just like a sinner should

Live to hate, Hate to live

I'm a mean mother f___er don't make me come and get ya

Live to hate, Hate to live

I'm a pistol packing mama, but I'm really just a Son Of A Bitch

It doesn't matter who you are, what you believe in, or stand for,

Because in life theirs only one thing that you can count on,

And that's yourself. If you believe in yourself then you'll be

Strong, If your strong then you'll survive, and hey, that's all

We're trying to do anyway. People are always asking me, hey man,

Do you believe? do you believe? what do you believe in? Well I'll

Tell you what I don't believe in. That's anybody telling me when,

Where how I can live my life. What I can say or what I can think.

F___ that

They've always told you what to say

Their always telling you to get down on your knees

And prey just like a sinner should

Live to hate, Hate to live

I'm a mean mother f___er don't make me come and get ya

Live to hate, Hate to live

I'm a pistol packing mama and I never will forget ya

Live to hate, Hate to live

I'm a mean mother f___er don't make me come and get ya

Live to hate, Hate to live

I'm a pistol packing mama, but I'm really just a Son Of A Bitch