Brendan kelly - Suffer the Children, Come Unto Me lyrics

What's a pretty little thing like you Doin' in this dingy old back room? I got some candy A piece for every bruise You can grab it if it's handy, cuz any co*k'll do Now dance to the beat of the slow, slow turn Of the world as it weeps in this slow, slow burn And the shoes on your feet ain't set to return I'm the one who's walking out alone You won't need those sandals where you're going Cuz little baby, you ain't ever goin' home And the last sounds that you'll ever know Are the vultures crying "Whoa-whoa-whoa, whoa-no" And soon they'll be picking at your bones They'll be picking at your bones They'll be picking at your bones Whoa-whoa-whoa I caught you in the bathroom in a real wide stance I caught you down by the lagoon with my hands down your pants On an old dirty mattress with stains and yellow scarves I start out watching then I get so hard And you won't need that mattress where you're going And I'm the one who's walking out alone And mister, you ain't ever going home Cuz the last sound that you'll ever know Is my bonesaw grinding "Whoa-whoa-whoa, whoa-no" Soon we'll be chipping at your bones We'll be chipping at your bones We'll be chipping at your bones Whoa-whoa-whoa Every single plan I make has been informed by these sour grapes I've got one last d**h to fake before I settle down On the last burning block of the last burning town Where the devil and behemoth have been hanging around And I don't miss that old crowd I do not miss that old crowd So goddamned lazy and loud And the last sound that I'll ever know is my heart exploding "Whoa-whoa-whoa, whoa-no" Soon I'll be nothing but these bones I'll be nothing but these bones I'll be nothing but these bones I don't need this bullsh** where I'm going And I don't think I'm ever going home And I'm the one who's walking out alone So b**h, quit your f**ing crying