Tonight the cinema's the treatment clinic

Where the perverts seek the cure

Show me the rape scene one more time for the cause

And I promise we'll behave like perfect Christians

We'll sing the glory of the Gospel

For some whiskey and a skin flick

Hallelujah, all rise, hallowed be my name

In this kingdom we came without calling

Hallelujah

The violence and the choir

The virgin and the fire

Up to her neck in tongues

Up to her neck in tongues

Lovely, so lovely is Ludwig Van

Electronic sonata pumped through the mud

Of the one night stand

The saints in regalia whistling while they rape

Lid clamps in vitamins

Lift up her skirt and I'll be cured

Like a junkie with a methadone addiction

Thinks he's clean

I'll be cured, I'll be cured

Sit down and watch closely

All these whores have conceded the war

She said, "You might be sick but you feel all right to me"

She said, "You might be sick but you feel all right to me"

She said, she said

She said, "You might be sick but you

Aww, you feel all right to me"

That's enough, turn if off

Well, I promise I'm better now

It's too much, turn it off

Healed at the horror show