paroles de chanson Management of Savagery - Richard Edwards

Get me outta here, I've had enough of these punks
Vulgar children, lost with no women to love
Oh, and they need a mother
She'll have fingertips that glow when the stars kiss 'em
She'll have green teeth to chomp on religion
Oh, and she'll be a killer of men

I believe
You're gonna come
From the moon
Soon
To save our skin
I believe you're gonna come
From the moon

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She'll sweat lemonade and cough when she moans
She'll have black lungs to suck up testosterone
Oh, and I need a savior
Like that

I believe
You're gonna come
From the moon
Soon
To save our skin
I believe
You're gonna come
From the moon
Soon to save our skin
From the moon
Soon to save us...
Oh, and I believe
You're gonna come
From the moon
Soon
To save our skin
I believe you're gonna come
From the moon
Soon to save our skin
From the moon
Soon to save us...

[spoken word background]
Something is wrong!
[spoken word background]
Something is wrong!

I believe
You're gonna come
I believe
That you're gonna come!
I believe
You're gonna come
From the moon
Soon
To save our skin
From the moon
Soon
To save our skin
From the moon
Soon
To save us...

Get me outta here, I've had enough