Hairdresser Lyrics

Swacked,

Choose your penalty.

Strike a rival with a JU-JU

From the tallest tree.

Mauler wrist,

Follow history;

With your secrets hallelujah!

I proceed on thee.

You're so cruel,

But so fond of you.

I like weekend cracker dip

But why don't you?

Tamed my brother

Go unseen.

Your contributions,

So sick of asking

Stop wasting my time!

So I ask

If we can leave this fickle ol' mess behind.

My legs turn to stone.

My faith in my pride.

Find a way to exploit it!

You'll take his name,

Hold no shame

With the sinners intolerance!

They'll put you up on an alter

Picking from the dirt son!

Sell your faith

Because they're dumb enough to buy it...

Their will you hold in your hands,

It's time for a show.

Line up...

Every holy day is your excuse

To sell a miracle of light!

And your fat pockets

Keep your money warm

From the clammy hands

Of your weekend whore.

We'll call you out!

Where you running now?

You fucking clown!

We'll call you out!

Where you running now?

We'll call you..

Find a way to exploit it!

You'll take his name

Hold no shame

With the sinners intolerance!

Sell your faith

So you can fucking choke on it!!!