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Vultures Lyrics
You'll find the cross only fits
When your hands and feet are nailed to it
"Can we get a picture with the pauper
And another with the prince?"
Ma'am, he's got your daughter wrapped in his fists
To the boys and girls
He's alabaster
But to his brothers, just another bastard
With a story about a girl
Enough to make you sick
And how she made him king of her gracious hips
She's found a way to crown his fingertips
Let's take apart your smile, tooth by tooth
Let's show them where the bad ones go
Another case of a sheep bearing a broken nose
Let's show them where the bad ones go
Color you criminal
Paint black lines on your bones
Wake all the children from their sleep
He's robbing pillow-cased dreams and selling cheap
What lives below he wouldn't know
So let's tell them where the bad ones go
You curse the tail between your legs
Blue-faced and black-jawed
Your innocent eyes rotted
From your bedroom in the night
A lesson from the learned
If your skin won't fit
Don't sell your soul just yet
If the herd is the temptation
That the faithless can't evade,
"We ate all forbidden grapes and retreated to the vineyard
To the void in which we dwell
With a tortured youth and heartaches we'll sell
I'll be the blood and body if you'll ring that bell."
Let's take apart your smile, tooth by tooth
Let's show them where the bad ones go
Another case of a sheep bearing a broken nose
Let's show them where the bad ones go
Color you criminal
Paint black lines on your bones
Wake all the children from their sleep
He's robbing pillow-cased dreams and selling cheap
What lives below he wouldn't know
So let's tell them where the bad ones go
You'll go down in history
With notebooks, pens, and melodies
But you're running from all of us
You're running from all of us
You're running from all your love
Wake all the children from their sleep
He's robbing pillow-cased dreams and selling cheap
What lives below he wouldn't know
So let's tell them where the bad ones go
When your hands and feet are nailed to it
"Can we get a picture with the pauper
And another with the prince?"
Ma'am, he's got your daughter wrapped in his fists
He's alabaster
But to his brothers, just another bastard
With a story about a girl
Enough to make you sick
And how she made him king of her gracious hips
She's found a way to crown his fingertips
Another case of a sheep bearing a broken nose
Let's show them where the bad ones go
Color you criminal
Paint black lines on your bones
He's robbing pillow-cased dreams and selling cheap
What lives below he wouldn't know
So let's tell them where the bad ones go
Blue-faced and black-jawed
Your innocent eyes rotted
From your bedroom in the night
A lesson from the learned
If your skin won't fit
Don't sell your soul just yet
That the faithless can't evade,
"We ate all forbidden grapes and retreated to the vineyard
To the void in which we dwell
With a tortured youth and heartaches we'll sell
I'll be the blood and body if you'll ring that bell."
Another case of a sheep bearing a broken nose
Let's show them where the bad ones go
Color you criminal
Paint black lines on your bones
He's robbing pillow-cased dreams and selling cheap
What lives below he wouldn't know
So let's tell them where the bad ones go
With notebooks, pens, and melodies
But you're running from all of us
You're running from all of us
You're running from all your love
He's robbing pillow-cased dreams and selling cheap
What lives below he wouldn't know
So let's tell them where the bad ones go
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agreed haha ... i sometimes cant understand fully every word until ive read the cd booklet this is what i have ... a little more than you and some thing different
youll find the cross only fits when your hands and feet are nailed to it you got a picture with the pauper and another with the priest yeah hes got you daughter wrapped in his ___
_never prosper a story about a girl enough to make you sing and how she made him kill you with gracious hips yeah she found a way to fingertips lets see if you can find your smile tooth by tooth
lets show them where the bad ones go another case of a sheet buried a broken nose lets show them where the bad ones go follow your criminal make black lines on your clothes
wake all the children from their sleep lets rob their pillowcase dreams and sell them cheap what lives below, they wouldnt know lets show them where the bad ones go
you cross the __ between your legs blue faces and black jawed your innocent eyes ___ to your bedroom in the night a lesson from above
sleepless _____
and were dreaming to to the point of which we dwell heartaches will sell _blood and body __ lets see if you can find your smile tooth by tooth
lets show them where the bad ones go another case of a sheet buried a broken nose lets show them where the bad ones go follow your criminal make black lines on your clothes
wake all the children from their sleep lets rob their pillowcase dreams and sell them cheap what lives below, they wouldnt know lets show them where the bad ones go
youll go down in history with noble expense and melodies? your running from all of us your running from all of us your running from all that you know
wake all the children from their sleep lets rob their pillowcase dreams and sell them cheap what lives below, they wouldnt know lets show them where the bad ones go
waaaait, these songs have been released?!
the only ones ive heard so far are: -gift of paralysis, sugar skulls, tell them she's not scared, a&r, mirrors, and this one other one they preformed back home.
buuuuut, where did you get to hear the rest?!
pleaaaaase e-mail it to me if possible?
thaaaanks.=]
dadysliltnydncer@aol.com
sick song
sick song
brain did an awsome job with the lyrics they match up perfectly with the music for the song i saw them play this song and there was so much energy
you'll find the cross only fits when your hands and feet are nailed to it "can we get a picture with the pauper, and another with the prince." ma'am, he's got your daughter wrapped in his fist
to the boys and girls hes alabaster but to his brothers just anather bastard with a story about a girl enough to make you sick and how she made him king of her gracious hips she found a way to crown his finger tips
lets show tham were the bad ones go another case of sheep bearing a broken nose lets show tham were the bad ones go color you criminal, paint black lines on your bones
wake all the children from there sleep he's robbing pillow cased dreams and selling cheap what lives below? he wouldn't know let's show them where the bad ones go...
you curse the tail between your legs blue faced and black jawed you innocent eyes rubbed from your bedroom in the night a lesson from the learned if your skin doesnt fit dont sell your soul just yet
if the herd is the temptation that the faithless cant evade we ate the forbiden grapes and retreated to the vineyard to the void in wich we dwell wityh a turtured youth and heartaches we'll sell ill be the blood and body if you ring the bell
youll go down in history with notebooks pens and melodies but your running from all of us your running from all your love
You'll find the cross only fits, When your hands and feet are nailed to it. "Can we get a picture with the pauper, And another with the prince?" Ma'am, He's got your daughter wrapped in his fists.
To the boys and girls, He's alabaster, But to his brothers, just another bastard. With a stroy about a girl; enough to make you sick, And how she made him king of her gracious hips, She's found a way to crown his fingertips.
Let's show them where the bad ones go. Another case of a sheep bearing a broken nose. Let's show them where the bad ones go. Color you criminal, paint black lines on your bones.
Wake all the children from their sleep He's robbing pillow-cased dreams and selling cheap. What lives below? He wouldn't know. So let's tell them where the bad ones go...
You curse the tail between your legs; Blue faced and black jawed, Your innocent eyes rotted from your bedroom in the night. A lesson from the learned: If your skin won't fit, Don't seel your soul just yet.
If the herd is the temptation that the faithless can't evade, "We ate all forbidden grapes and retreated to the vineyard, To the void in which we dwell With a tortured youth and heartaches we'll sell I'll be the blood and body if you'll ring that bell."
You'll go down in history With not books, pens, and melodies. But your running from all of us. You're running from all of us. You're running from all your love.
pep2900 was right its "notebooks" ... NOT "not books"
Hah... definitely about the catholic church and how the priests who seemed so righteous... would molest and rape little kids.... Paint black lines on their bones... cuz they belong in prison... Assholes.
Ok, I completely agree with Jabestin. This song is about priests who seem righteous and go and molest and rape children, they pointed out the biggest flaw of the catholic church.
But, i belive its "Color YOU criminal" not "Color your criminal" (just took a look in the CD booklet)