- The Island of Many
- Last Record: 2013-05-17 09:30:00 -0500
- Joined: Dec 20, 2010
The minister's daughter drinks holy water,
to keep the devil from her soul.
The minister's daughter hears of
jailhouse slaughters and sings gospel
to rock n roll, now.
An eye for an eye and a tooth
for the truth, she's my next
God is gonna save her from her
self indulgent behavior, but
you know he does no favors, now.
The first will be first and the last will
I'm good friends with her cuz I don't
wanna be cursed.
The word of christ is not to say in vein,
but she's a straight shooter in a winding lane.
Please little miss won't you keep him away
from the bees, cuz up in trees is where birds
and worms get along, now.
I was in love with a down mister singing
holy scriptures he was ticking like an atom bomb, now.
Now don't it feel to be, Now don't it feel to be,
Now don't it feel so good to be so wrong.