Whoa-oh whoa-oh whoa!
Yeah yeah yeah!

Watch the skyhigh 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
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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