| Sister Mary discipline, so prim and proper with your pale white skin,
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| Thought school was for learning, boy was I wrong,
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| I wanna be your choir boy all night long,
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| So tell me Joey where you shackled in sin?
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| Were you screaming Hail Mary when she let you in?
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| What can I do? |
| What will it take?
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| To be tied up in the Rosary and feel the heavens shake
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| She likes it, Tied to the Bells
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| Such a sweet, sweet addiction when she’s under that spell
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| Tied to the Bells
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| She may have lost her religion but it’s all the way to heaven with you
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| Received communion with prayer confesses evil but she don’t care
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| Down in the village in a steeple of stone
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| She’s stealing your youth sucking blood, flesh & bone
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| So tell me Joey what’s behind the stained glass?
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| Did she dress you like an altar boy and treat you like trash
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| How did it feel? |
| Was it a kick?
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| Did you wear the crown of thorns and the plastic crucifix?
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| She likes it, Tied to the Bells
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| Such a sweet, sweet addiction when she’s under that spell
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| Tied to the Bells
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| She may have lost her religion but it’s all the way to heaven with you
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| How could you do something so wrong?
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| Why would you let it go so long?
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| Breakdown:
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| Sister Mary you’ve been bad, doing things you shouldn’t have |