And groupies on their way to war Get to write the next film score But the rock and roll star knows His glory is really nothing Men of religion on the
other. And groupies, on their way to war, Get to write the next film score. But the rock and roll star knows his glory is really nothing. Men of religion
say And remember the times that we've shown you the way With so many faces And remember the times that we've shown you the way We can change your
upon your grave Yo hear a howl from the cave Then I snatch out your arms and give to your moms Sing along sing along sing along Verse 3: Storm in my
Oh, deliver me to the bed I was born I'm a sinner in flames Oh, when I was schooled by Lucifer's horn And bad religion all along the way Oh, damnation
from passersby Cerebral shelter from this world Feeling bad is not enough to feed the starving Or call their bluff Getting mad is not a way to aid the
groupies, on their way to war, get to write the next film score. But the rock and roll star knows his glory is really nothing. Men of religion, on
. And groupies, on their way to war, get to write the next film score. But the rock and roll star knows his glory is really nothing. Men of religion
are kickin and rippin, yo, with a funky touch It's done the Ruthless way, some say it's too much D-o-p-e, please don't misdefine it That's the way that
Deliver me To the bad I was born I'm a sinner in flames I was schooled by Lucifier's horn And bad religion all along the way Play with me I won't do you
And groupies, on their way to war, get to write the next film score. But the rock and roll star knows his glory is really nothing. Men of religion,
other. And groupies, on their way to war, get to write the next film score. But the rock and roll star knows his glory is really nothing. Men of religion
: Deliver me To the bad I was born I'm a sinner in flames I was schooled by Lucifier's horn And bad religion all along the way Play with me I won't do