Album: Conventional Weapons, Release 04
Hey, hey
We kill the girls to get paid
And put the whole damn room on the edge of the blade
You'll get far, stay clean
And if the world stops believing, I'll keep believing
That the world could make a change
And put the suicide dolls as the last ones to mate
Come hard, stay clean
Singing songs for the damned now
Hail, hail
'Cause the king is gone
And if you don't stop believing, we'll keep believing
You put the record on
And live the life that you're making
Shots that you're taking
So grab the cash and run
And let the suits watch each other kill one another
It doesn't matter if the words don't mean a thing
You're gonna kiss that ring
Well, alright
Black the walls, keep the faith
There ain't a dry eye left in the back of the place
Is it hard to stay clean?
And if you all keep believing, I'll keep believing
That the world drives the saints
Put the shotgun shells in the hills it makes
So come hard, stay clean
Because they don't give a damn now
Hail, hail
'Cause the king is gone
And if you don't stop believing, we'll keep believing
You got your leather on
And live the life that you're making
Shots that you're taking
It doesn't matter if the words don't mean a thing
You gotta kiss that ring
Hail, hail 'cause the king is gone
Hail, hail 'cause the king is gone
Hail, hail 'cause the king is gone
Hail, hail 'cause the king is, the king is gone
'Cause the king is gone
And if you don't stop believing, we'll keep believing
And get your leather on
And live the life that you're making
Shots that you're taking
So grab the cash and run
And let the suits watch each other kill one another
It doesn't matter if the words don't mean a thing
Fist up, head down
Hail, hail to the king