Bring Your Daughter...To The Slaughter - Live At Donington

(Everybody say, "Yeah!", if your having fun)
(So it's called "Bring Your Daughter To The...")
(Yeah... yeah!)
(Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

Yeah-eh, yei-yeah! (Yeah-eh, yei-yeah!)
Yeah-eh, yei-yeah! (Yeah-eh, yei-yeah!)
Yeah-eh, yei-yeah! (Yeah-eh, yei-yeah!)
Yeah-eh, yei-yeah! (Yeah-eh, yei-yeah!)

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 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 to the slaughter
Let her go, let her go, let her go
Let her go, sshh!

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

So 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 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

Pick up your foolish pride
No going back, no where, no way, no place to hide
Well, let it go

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

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

(You sing, "Fetch you daughter")

Bring me your daughter, fetch your daughter
Bring me your daughter... (Fetch your daughter)
Bring me your daughter... (Fetch your daughter)
To the slaughter

Bring me your daughter... (Fetch your daughter)
Bring me your daughter... (Fetch your daughter)
Bring me your daughter... (Fetch your daughter)
To the slaughter

(Here we go)
(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, oh)

Bring your daughter, bring your daughter 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

Hey! Bring me your daughter, bring your daughter, c'mon! (To the slaughter)
Let her go, let her go, let her go
Let her go
Let her go
Let her go
And I'm coming to getcha! Gonna getcha!