We Call The Children From Their Slumber,
Before They Wonder Why The Dreams Have Gone To Hell
We Call The Children From Their Sleep
Down The Staircase We Shall Creep,
To The Basement Of This White Picket Home
To Show Them Where The Bad Ones Go
For All They Know, For All They Know,
Their Heroes Are Still Untouchable
What They Don't Know, What They Don't Know
All The Preachers And The Ministers
That Minister Those Sinister Looks
They Teach From A Liars Cherub
Hope Is Mounted On A Child's Prayer
Thanks To Kerri Kah1367netscapenet For These Lyrics |
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