God Saint Peter And The Guardian Angel Lyrics - Singles - Carter The Unstoppable Sex Machine

Kids are playing gangster wars 

They don't believe in Santa Claus 

The baseball bats are soft of course 

The blood is just tomato sauce 

As icebergs go, it's just the tip 

The start of the apprenticeship 

A short, sharp Glasgow, kiss me quick 

Karate chop and Kung fu kick 

And in the wings the grannies wait 

Doing things that grannies hate 

Queuing to accumulate 

A pittance from the welfare state 

Then back home on a forty four 

Put the chain on, lock the door 

Cross another five bar gate 

Sit and wait 

Don't open the door don't talk to strangers 

You've not met before 

Your guardian angel will watch over you 

If your guardian angel has got nothing to do 

In space no one can hear you scream 

Because no one's really listening 

Saint Peter's got his gates to clean 

And God's too busy saving queens 

To ever get down off the fence 

And give the meek their inheritance 

So it's only common sense 

To get yourself some self-defense 

Don't open the door don't talk to strangers 

You've not met before 

Your guardian angel will watch over you 

If your guardian angel has got nothing to do 

Don't open the door don't talk to strangers 

You've not met before 

Your guardian angel will watch over you 

If your guardian angel has got nothing to do 

And so we leave this nursery rhyme 

This grizzly gruesome pantomime 

From the cradle to a life of crime and back again 

And now it's time to say goodbye