The Small Print
Take, take all you needAnd i'll compensate your greedWith broken hearts
Sell, i'll sell your memoriesFor 15 pounds per yearBut just the good days
Say, it'll make you insaneAnd it's bending the truthYou're to blameFor all the life that you'll lose andYou watch this spaceBut i'm going all the wayAnd be my slave to the graveI'm the priest god never paid
Hope, i hope you've seen the lightCoz no one really caresThey're just pretending
Sell, i'll sell your memoriesFor 15 pounds per yearBut you can't keep the bad days
Say, it'll make you insaneAnd i'm bending the truthYou're to blameFor all the life that you'll loseAnd you watch this spaceAnd i'm going all the wayAnd be your slave to the graveI'm the priest god never paid
Say, it'll make you insaneAnd i'm bending the truthYou're to blameFor all the life that you'll loseAnd you watch this spaceAnd i'm going all the wayAnd be my slave to the graveI'm the priest god never paid