Seventh Heaven
Recovery division — Lyric transcript
Bagman
Recovered lyric transcript
My halo's made of razor wire
To light the fuel for the funeral fire
We're putting makeup on my rotting skin
To hide the misery I'm living in
We’re doing five-to-life, put the money in the bag, now
Get on the magazine, their blood is on your hands, oh
You're a hollow point, you're nothing but a brand now
Lights, camera, action
It doesn't matter who or what you bring
They're gonna, gonna, gonna make you sing
So cut the power to the amplifier
And hang em' high with the fuckin' wire
A little violence for the demographic
To wrap your lover in a sheet of plastic
And tell the people that the kids are sick
As the chamber of the pistol clicks
We’re doing five-to-life, put the money in the bag, now
Get on the magazine, their blood is on your hands, oh
You're a hollow point, you're nothing but a brand now
Lights, camera, action
Lights, camera, action!
Lights, camera, action!
Lights, camera, action!
Lights, camera, action!