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Sisters of No Mercy 2

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[Verse 1] Black and white is the hammer But her knuckles glowin’ red Got a rosary for a weapon Sendin’ demons to their bed Sister Agnes with the holy-water Super Soaker Held like dread Talkin’ smack about the blessed? Say a prayer for your head instead She’s got the list in her pocket Night shift, cross it with a twist No more Sister-Nice-Nun sweetness She’s the storm you can’t resist Yeah, she sins a little sideways But the Good Book keeps her pinned Still it’s you who’s in the trouble When she whispers, “Let’s begin” [Pre-Chorus] Agnes walks like judgment day Boots on tile, echo sway Every sinner kneels to pray But she’s not here to play [Chorus] We’re the Sisters of No Mercy, baby We don’t flinch and we don’t miss If you’re beggin’ for forgiveness We’ll deliver it with fists Goodness is a virtue, sure But we’ve got a holy hunch You won’t learn a single lesson Til you hear that sacred crunch Sisters of No Mercy, honey Eating sinners up for lunch [Verse 2] Sister Mary’s got the ruler Thirty inches, forged of tin Gonna measure out your penance With a swipe across your guilty chin She’s the queen of righteous fury She’s the patron saint of “Try me” If you’re thinkin’ you can dodge her Boy, your odds are lookin’ tiny She’s got the list, she’s checkin’ names Crossin’ off your petty games No more Sister-Nice-Nun honey We’re too tired to be tame We defied divine intervention With a one-two holy punch If you’re snackin’ on temptation Then she’s serving up the crunch [Pre-Chorus] Mary swings like thunder cracks Tin ruler ready to attack Every sinner back to back She’s the whole damn zodiac [Chorus] We’re the Sisters of No Mercy, baby We don’t flinch and we don’t miss If you’re beggin’ for forgiveness We’ll deliver it with fists Goodness is a virtue, sure But we’ve got a holy hunch You won’t learn a single lesson Til you hear that sacred crunch Sisters of No Mercy, honey Eating sinners up for lunch [Bridge] Kneel down, kiss the floorboard line Ring the bell, then toe the line All that pride in your throat turns thin When the sisters grin and step back in Hands up, child, the night’s gone mean Cross in the air and the scene turns green Say amen, then brace for the rush Mercy comes, but mercy comes rough [Final Chorus] We’re the Sisters of No Mercy, baby We don’t flinch and we don’t miss If you’re beggin’ for forgiveness We’ll deliver it with fists Goodness is a virtue, sure But we’ve got a holy hunch You won’t learn a single lesson Til you hear that sacred crunch Sisters of No Mercy, honey Eating sinners up for lunch Sisters of No Mercy, baby Say your prayers and hold your tongue