Bring Your Daughter...To the Slaughter (Live In Finland 1992)

Eh he, hey, hey
Yeah, LCK!
Wooh, all right
Sing, "Yeah!" (Yeah!)
Yeah! (Yeah!)
Woah-oh (Woah-oh)
Yeah! (Yeah!)
Yeah-eeh, yeah-eeh! (Yeah-eeh, yeah-eeh!)
Yeah-eeh, yeah-eeh! (Yeah-eeh, yeah-eeh!)
Yeah-eeh, yeah-eeh! (Yeah-eeh, yeah-eeh!)
Yeah-eeh, yeah-eeh! (Yeah-eeh, yeah-eeh!)

Honey, it's getting close to midnight
And all the myths are still in town
True love and lipstick on your linen
Bite the pillow make no sound

If there's some living to be done
Before your life becomes your tomb
You'd better know that I'm the one
Unchain your back door invite me around

Bring your daughter, bring your daughter to the slaughter
Let her go, let her go, let her go
Bring your daughter, bring your daughter, hey! (To the slaughter)
Let her go, let her go, let her go
Let her go! Shh-ah!
Bring your daughters

Honey, it's getting close to daybreak
The sun is creeping in the sky
No patent remedies for heartache
Just empty words and humble pie

Get down on your knees, honey
Assume an attitude
You just pray that I'll be waiting
'Cause you know... you know I'm coming soon

Bring your daughter, bring your daughter, hey! (To the slaughter)
Let her go, let her go, let her go
Bring your daughter, bring your daughter, hey! (To the slaughter)
Let her go, let her go, let her go

Pick up your foolish pride, not going back
No where, no way, no place to hide
Let her go

Bring your daughter, bring your daughter
Bring your daughter, bring your daughter
Bring your daughter, bring your daughter to the slaughter

Bring your daughter, bring your daughter
Bring your daughter, bring your daughter
Bring your daughter, bring your daughter to the slaughter

(Sing, "Fetch your daughter")

Bring your daughter (Fetch your daughter)
Bring your daughter (Fetch your daughter)
Bring your daughter... (Fetch your daughter)... to the slaughter

Bring your daughter (Fetch your daughter)
Bring your daughter (Fetch your daughter)
Bring your daughter... (Fetch your daughter)... to the slaughter

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

Bring your daughter, bring your daughter, come on! (To the slaughter)
Let her go, let her go, let her go
Bring your daughter, bring your daughter to the slaughter
Let her go, let her go, let her go

Bring your daughter, bring your daughter, hey! (To the slaughter)
Let her go, let her go, let her go
Let her go
Let her go
Let her go

(Hey, I'm coming to get'cha, I'll sing it, fuck yeah!)