Hold A Candle To This Lyrics - Packed! - Pretenders

So much for banning the bomb 

The president's wife is carrying a hand gun 

If you want blood sports for fun now 

They call me "the hunter" - better run now 

You hear a "crack" in the distance, baby 

Your phony mating calls resistance maybe 

Don't smile; we're gonna get you 

We'll have your rifle off you too 

Gimme a kiss 

And hold a candle to this! 

Foxy lady dressed to kill 

You say you won't, but you will 

What's on your face and your breath, mama? 

You wear your glory of death, mama 

But liberation's on the way 

Every dog's gonna have it's day 

Pack up your rape racks and crush box out of Hell 

Farmer in the dell 

Oh, please, I insist 

Hold a candle to this! 

Bring on the ecstasy 

And the bliss 

Bring on my wedding day 

And everybody's birthday 

Blow up the abattoir! 

Detonate! 

We're going home 

Where the buffalo roam! 

There's a new generation 

From Osaka, Siam and Saigon 

The sailors mixed it on the shore 

They were making love and making war 

Well, here's a present for the navy 

Same meat, different gravy 

Those chicks will find you; that's for sure 

One, two, three, four - tell the people what she wore! 

(You're American, miss) 

Hold a candle to this!