Sweet
This is ground control fallen angel you lost your soul
An iron maiden rapidly fading from rock and roll
Overly impressed elegantly dressed who would have guessed
In the truth of thy youth baby you’re doubly blessed
She likes em sweet don’t matter sugar or honey
She likes em sweet as long as they got the money
She likes em sweet they just melt in her hand
She likes em sweet so strike up the band
There are roads to glory each with a separate price
If you miss the raging fires well welcome to freezing ice
Fifty seven years relegated to lyrics serving you
The sky is weeping white tears of snow deja vous
She likes em sweet don’t matter sugar or honey
She likes em sweet as long as they got the money
She likes em sweet they just melt in her hand
She likes em sweet so strike up the band
Working in a topless bar her side hustle evident
Outside the horny preacher is demanding we repent
It’s all a scam he didn’t give a damn and never will
May God Almighty bless the army and help em kill
She likes em sweet don’t matter sugar or honey
She likes em sweet as long as they got the money
She likes em sweet they just melt in her hand
She likes em sweet so strike up the band
Beto is bursting through on the mandolin
Our sweetheart is conscious of her sin
They say always play the game to win
The rules clearly state how to begin
He was the All-American boy full of capitalism
She knew many words of deceit full of cynicism
He said “why don’t we run away and start the third world war?”
She laughed “Is that what all the nuclear bombs for?”
She likes em sweet don’t matter sugar or honey
She likes em sweet as long as they got the money
She likes em sweet they just melt in her hand
She likes em sweet so strike up the band
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