| Tonight the cinema’s the treatment clinic
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| Where the perverts seek the cure
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| Show me the rape scene one more time for the cause
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| And I promise we’ll behave like perfect Christians
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| We’ll sing the glory of the gospel
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| For some whiskey and a skin flick
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| Hallelujah. |
| (Rise! All rise!)
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| Hallow be my name
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| (In this kingdom we come without calling)
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| Hallelujah
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| (The violence and the choir
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| The virgin and the fire
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| Up to her neck in tongues
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| Up to her neck in tongues)
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| Lovely, so lovely is Ludwig Van
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| Electronic sonata
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| Pumped through the mud of the one night stand
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| The saints in regalia whistling while they rape
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| Lid clamps in vitamins
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| Lift up her skirt
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| I’ll be cured
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| Like a junkie with a methadone addiction thinks he’s clean
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| I’ll be cured
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| I’ll be cured
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| Sit down and watch closely
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| All these whores have conceded the war
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| She said «you might be sick, but you feel all right to me»
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| She said «you might be sick, but you feel all right to me»
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| She said.
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| She said.
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| She said «you might be sick, but you… aww you feel all right to me»
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| That’s enough
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| Turn if off
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| Well I promise I’m better now
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| It’s too much.
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| Turn it off!
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| Healed at the horror show |