Julian Lennon
Turn It On Salvador
Turn it on SalvadorDrag the bound priest across the floorSkin to shed, God is dead, what to do, so are youAre you?Wake them up, shake 'em upDeath and a Gala PremiereTurn it on SalvadorBrutally offensive but never a boreAnts in hands, no demands, eyeing out a point of viewOr twoBang them out, hang them upNothing is what it appearsSongtexteChorus:Didn't he say how he likes to make the holes?Time melts away while he tries to make the holesTurn it on SalvadorTurn it off SalvadorHoly rotting donkey carcass butterfly eeeeee...Even tied, eggs you fried, out of luckWhat the (some 15th century German word)(Some 15th century German word)Books are guns, biking nunsAnts, sirs, they crawl from the woundsChorusDa da da da da da...Chorus
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