Receiving End Of Sirens, The
UNTIL THEY BECOME CONSCIOUS
the wolves wear the wool
of the sheep the have fooled
and preach their code of conduct:
"You've gotta push that, push that product"
we'll live in fear, for coats they may sheer
the fleecing of a fleeting flock
you may have my wool, you may have my locks
but my voice you have not
my voice you have not
We're sitting ducks, with feathers plucked
and labeled cheap and easy for a thrill
Letras de cancionesyou hide those fangs so cleverly my dear, behind the lips you lick
o' how you wish for just one taste of me
you sing your songs so prettily my dear, from out the lips you lick
They're on you like a rash
but I won't be led astray
Hey boy, you best look out (*"Ooh, we'll have you.")
Pay mind to those greedy people climbers
(*They say licking their lips at you)
They'll crush and they'll claw their way to the top
Your legs are just ladders to them
Your head's just another step man
On you like a rash
On you like a rash
We're sitting ducks, with feathers plucked
and labeled cheap and easy for a thrill
You may have my wool
you may have my locks
but my voice you have not
you hide those fangs so cleverly my dear, behind the lips you lick
o' how you wish for just one taste of me
you sing your songs so prettily my dear, from out the lips you lick
They're on you like a rash
but I won't be led astray
From Letras Mania