Suburban Holocaust Lyrics - Singles - Malice In Leatherland

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