Bruce Dickinson - Bring Your Daughter...to the Slaughter lyrics

Honey it's getting close to midnight And all the myths are still in town True love and lipstick on your linen Bite the pillow make no sound If there's some living to be done Before your life becomes your tomb You'd better know that I'm the one Unchain your back door, invite me around Bring your daughter Bring your daughter To the slaughter Let her go Let her go Let her go Bring your daughter Bring your daughter To the slaughter Let her go Let her go Let her go Let her go Honey it's getting close to daybreak The sun is creeping in the sky No patent remedies for heartache Just empty words and humble pie So get down on your knees honey Assume an attitude You just pray that I'll be waiting Cause you know, you know I'm coming soon Bring your daughter Bring your daughter To the slaughter Let her go Let her go Let her go Bring your daughter Bring your daughter To the slaughter Let her go Let her go Let her go Let her go So pick up your foolish pride No going back, no where, no way, no place to hide Bring me your daughter Bring me your daughter Bring me your daughter Bring me your daughter Bring me your daughter Bring me your daughter To the slaughter. Bring me your daughter Fetch your daughter Bring me your daughter Fetch your daughter Bring me your daughter Fetch your daughter To the slaughter. Bring your daughter Bring your daughter To the slaughter Let her go Let her go Let her go Bring your daughter Bring your daughter To the slaughter Let her go Let her go Let her go Bring your daughter Bring your daughter To the slaughter Let her go Let her go Let her go Let her go Let her go Let her go I'm coming to getcha!