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Lunachicks
BORN TO BE MILD
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BORN TO BE MILD,
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Oh Jesus loves you
get on your knees and pray
you'll die and go to heaven
but here in hell we'll stay
our Bible is our music, and tha guitar is our Lord
vicious licks and broken picks
we are the evil horde
the bleedind heart of Jesus
is hanging on our souls
lightning strikes for wretched sin
and death and rock and roll
don't wanna be like anyone
we stand out in the crowd
drinkin, smokin, hanging out
we like our music loud
(Coro:)
we were made to be bad
and it might make you mad
we're so wild
you're Born 2 B Mild
denim jeans and sticky dreams
just a rock & roll machine
hanging out with all our friends
we make the people scream!
dont want your god, we have our own
dont wanna be just another clone
you have your happy family
Joseph, Jesus and Mary
we prefer a wall of noise
and foxy long haired boys
if you die before you wake
you pray the lord your soul to take
don't you see it's all so fake
too bad for you to have that fate
(Coro)
preachin on the subways
for all the world to hear
'cause were to ones you fear
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Oh Jesus loves you get on your knees and pray you'll die and go to heaven but here in hell we'll stay our Bible is our music, and tha guitar is our Lord vicious licks and broken picks we are the evil horde the bleedind heart of Jesus is hanging on our souls lightning strikes for wretched sin and death and rock and roll don't wanna be like anyone we stand out in the crowd drinkin, smokin, hanging out we like our music loud (Coro:) we were made to be bad and it might make you mad we're so wild you're Born 2 B Mild denim jeans and sticky dreams just a rock & roll machine hanging out with all our friends we make the people scream! dont want your god, we have our own dont wanna be just another clone you have your happy family Joseph, Jesus and Mary we prefer a wall of noise and foxy long haired boys if you die before you wake you pray the lord your soul to take don't you see it's all so fake too bad for you to have that fate (Coro) preachin on the subways for all the world to hear 'cause were to ones you fear
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