Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hairdresser, artist -Date of issue: 17.08.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Hairdresser |
| Swacked |
| Choose your penalty strike a rival with a JU-JU from the tallest tree |
| Mauller wrist father mystery with your secrets hallelujah I proceed on thee |
| You’re so cruel but so fond of you |
| I like weekend cracker dip why don’t you? |
| Tamed my brother go unseen your contribution so sick of asking stop wasting my |
| time |
| So I ask if we can leave this fickle ol' mess behind |
| My legs turn to stone |
| My faith in my pride |
| Find a way to exploit it |
| You’ll take his name hold no shame with the sinners intolerance |
| They’ll put you up on an alter picking from the dirt son |
| Sell your faith because they’re dumb enough to buy it |
| Their will you hold in your hands |
| It’s time for a show. |
| Line up |
| Every holy day is your excuse to sell a miracle of light |
| And your fat pockets keep your money warm from the clammy hands of your weekend |
| whore |
| We’ll call you out |
| Where you running now? |
| You fucking clown |
| Find a way to exploit it |
| You’ll take his name hold no shame with the sinners |
| And tolerance sell your faith you can fucking choke on it |