SLAYER Songtext
von Elle Rivera

My father lived on the wild side
My mama was a nun
The wild side was passed on to me
The holy I′ve outrun

I see pain where I see pleasure
And beauty in the dark
The pleasure is addictive
It hooked me from the start

So rip the carpets
Wreck my home
Leave it like you'd have left me
Trace these lines
Draw my fire
Burn me down to the bone


So flip the tables
Crash the car
Bleed on these polyester sheets
Lay these lines
Draw gun fire
Burn me down
(Down to the bone)

Slayer
Slayer
Slayer
Like Leonard Cohen when he holds the knife
Slayer
Slayer
Slayer
My Johnny Coltrane, but he′s with his guys
Slayer
Slayer
Slayer
Eyes wide open with a lust for life
Slayer
Slayer
Slayer
Love like fever back when I was alive
(Ah)
(Ooh)
(Ooh)


Don't you hear the flies, they're buzzing
Vultures above me (Flies are buzzing)
Like dust that settled
Love don′t last forever (Dust has settled)
How my bones, got weathered
It skips, the record (My bones are weathered)
Like whips, on leather
A real go getter (Whip my leather)
(Flies are buzzing)
(Dust has settled)
(My bones are weathered)
(Whip my leather)

I′ve become the martyr, loving
Knuckles above me (Knuckles love me)
A lamb that's bloody
Waiting for somebody (Poor lamb, bloody)
10 feet in the ground, your treasure
My heart was severed (All for your pleasure)
I′m tarred and feathered
Outlaws forever (Tarred and feathered)
(Knuckles love me)
(Poor lamb bloody)
(All for your pleasure)
(Tarred and feathered)

So flip the tables
Crash the car
Bleed on these polyester sheets
Lay these lines
Draw gun fire
Burn me down
(Down to the bone)

Slayer
Slayer
Slayer
Like Leonard Cohen when he holds the knife
Slayer
Slayer
Slayer
My Johnny Coltrane, but he's with his guys
Slayer
Slayer
Slayer
Eyes wide open with a lust for life
Slayer
Slayer
Slayer
Love like fever back when I was alive

My snakeskin′s littered on dirt roads (Knuckles love me)
There's salted wounds scattered on this soil (Poor lamb, bloody)
The impending doom of a death foretold (All for your pleasure)
Drawing SOS, screaming
Save our Souls (Tarred and feathered)

Oh (Knuckles love me)
Ah (Poor lamb, bloody)
Ah (All for your pleasure)
Oh (Tarred and feathered)
(Flies are buzzing)
(Dust has settled)
(My bones are weathered)