Heathens

Thump the Bible at 3:16 Get the preacher Grab the preacher Wrath and Love of Christ on them Redeem the sinners Absolve the sinners Won't somebody do something Think of the children About the children Won't someone at least go get the guns Get me Baphomet instead of Christ He loves to party Loves to party Bottoms up, it's time to fucking go Wake us up in time to hit the stage and Let's party Wasted children high on gasoline They're raising hell around the city The fucking heathens What's it gonna take to wake us up Soon they'll wrap their filthy hands around our women Lock your daughters, shoot you fucking sons Get me Ishtar instead of Christ She loves to party She's getting naughty Faces down, it's time to fucking go Wake us up in time to hit the stage and Let's party Outlaws loaded up on gasoline We're raising hell around your city What's it gonna take to wake you up Soon we'll wrap our filthy hands around your women Lock your daughters, shoot your sons Get me Lucifer instead of Christ He loves to party Loves to party Bottoms up, it's time to fucking go Wake us up in time to hit the stage and Let's party Sons of Nephilim on gasoline For God so loved the world He gave his Son That whosoever believeth in him Shall get on the run Get me Lucifer instead of Christ He loves to party Loves to party, Bottoms up, it's time to fucking go Wake us up in time to hit the stage and Let's party Sons of Nephilim on gasoline Sons of Nephilim on gasoline Sons of Nephilim on gasoline