"Perfectly Sweet" lyrics
Hey, sir, are you alright?
Seems you bit the dust real rough, that right?
That velvet fabric stain shows
You had the wine, agh, what a pain...
Oi, cool it! Watch your mouth!
Here in heaven's gates you shouldn't shout!
So, if your heart is ready, sir
I can show you where your angels lurk
Well, we gotta celebrate
Come on and grab your silver plate!
The marvelous artfulness of these harvested ingredients
It might just rot your teeth away
Just look away, you'll be okay
And fully free of consequence
A bottomless index to feed your consciousness
Bon appétit!
Come on, it's greater than the stars
There's thousands of treats all laid across in a line
Ready to dine
And all the terrors of the world are burning alive
But, hey, you're here for the wine!
My heart's on fire, love!
Every little piece of chocolate's drownin' in rum
Ain't that fun? We've got a special treat
And for people like you, we'll make it taste perfectly sweet
Now, ain't this neat? A whole table, a feast
Guaranteed to feed his ego treats
Angels, divine, won't you sing a tune for
The man fed with a silver spoon?
Ain't this neat? A whole table, a feast
Guaranteed to feed that ego's meat
Haven't you heard? Why, it's quite absurd
They said God died on the thirty-third
Well, we gotta celebrate
Come on and grab your silver plate!
The marvelous artfulness of these harvested ingredients
It might just rot your teeth away
Just look away, you'll be okay
And fully free of consequence
A bottomless index to feed your consciousness
Bon appétit!
Come on, this isn't what you wanted?
Thousands of angels with their guts on the wall
You hear the calls
And all the horrors of the haunted burning alive
But, hey, you're here for the wine!
My heart's on fire, love!
And your pretty little face is drownin' in rum
Don't be glum! I've got a special treat
And with riches like that, you'll make it taste perfectly sweet
You'll make it taste perfectly sweet
You'll make it taste perfectly sweet
You'll make it taste perfectly sweet
You'll make it taste perfectly sweet
Seems you bit the dust real rough, that right?
That velvet fabric stain shows
You had the wine, agh, what a pain...
Oi, cool it! Watch your mouth!
Here in heaven's gates you shouldn't shout!
So, if your heart is ready, sir
I can show you where your angels lurk
Well, we gotta celebrate
Come on and grab your silver plate!
The marvelous artfulness of these harvested ingredients
It might just rot your teeth away
Just look away, you'll be okay
And fully free of consequence
A bottomless index to feed your consciousness
Bon appétit!
Come on, it's greater than the stars
There's thousands of treats all laid across in a line
Ready to dine
And all the terrors of the world are burning alive
But, hey, you're here for the wine!
My heart's on fire, love!
Every little piece of chocolate's drownin' in rum
Ain't that fun? We've got a special treat
And for people like you, we'll make it taste perfectly sweet
Now, ain't this neat? A whole table, a feast
Guaranteed to feed his ego treats
Angels, divine, won't you sing a tune for
The man fed with a silver spoon?
Ain't this neat? A whole table, a feast
Guaranteed to feed that ego's meat
Haven't you heard? Why, it's quite absurd
They said God died on the thirty-third
Well, we gotta celebrate
Come on and grab your silver plate!
The marvelous artfulness of these harvested ingredients
It might just rot your teeth away
Just look away, you'll be okay
And fully free of consequence
A bottomless index to feed your consciousness
Bon appétit!
Come on, this isn't what you wanted?
Thousands of angels with their guts on the wall
You hear the calls
And all the horrors of the haunted burning alive
But, hey, you're here for the wine!
My heart's on fire, love!
And your pretty little face is drownin' in rum
Don't be glum! I've got a special treat
And with riches like that, you'll make it taste perfectly sweet
You'll make it taste perfectly sweet
You'll make it taste perfectly sweet
You'll make it taste perfectly sweet
You'll make it taste perfectly sweet
Writer(s): Vane Lily
