Heretics

[Verse 1] Bore holes through our tongues then sing a song about it Held our breath for too long ‘til we’re half sick about it Tell us what we did wrong and you can blame us for it Turn the clamp on our thumbs so we’re down about it And tell us what so we’re down about it [Bridge] How about some credit now Where credit is due, for the damage that we’ve done We have brought upon ourselves and others With this a slow and vicious gun And although pratfalls can be fun, encores can be fatal [Chorus] And then I hear you say Thank God it’s fatal, thank God it’s fatal, not shy Not shy of fatal, not shy of fatal, thank God Thank God it’s fatal, thank God it’s fatal, not shy Not shy of fatal, not shy of fatal [Bridge] Wait just a second now It’s not all that bad Are we not having fun You make your mountains of handkerchiefs Where the mascara always runs So be careful when you’re done You’re bound to get post-natal Wait, did I just hear you say [Chorus] Thank God it’s fatal No, we don’t want to hear the sound of a door No, we don’t want to hear the sound of a door And we don’t want to hear the signs that you bore You know the kind of sign you hang on a door Saying, “we'll be back, what a crack!” [Break] Now don’t you think we might have heard all that before? Yeah, don't you think we might have heard all that before? [Verse 1]