You're My Religion Now
Don't ask the question
Cos you won't like the answer
Get up off your chair
There's nothing for you here
Where the guests like souvenirs
They play with you 'till you're all worn out
Back where the guests like souvenirs
Prison color blue
It's a uniform of choice
Count yourself lucky
That you don't write the software
And the guests like souvenirs
They play with you 'till you're all worn out
Back where the guests like photographs
They hope you had a good night
Loosen up your tie
Make the veiwers cry
I cannot pretend to cry
Memor
Cos you won't like the answer
Get up off your chair
There's nothing for you here
Where the guests like souvenirs
They play with you 'till you're all worn out
Back where the guests like souvenirs
Prison color blue
It's a uniform of choice
Count yourself lucky
That you don't write the software
And the guests like souvenirs
They play with you 'till you're all worn out
Back where the guests like photographs
They hope you had a good night
Loosen up your tie
Make the veiwers cry
I cannot pretend to cry
Memor
Silhouette
down in the streets they're walking and kissing