Woorden: W.A.S.P.. First Blood...Last Cuts. On Your Knees.

Dancing with danger right until dawn
The sin that you buy and you sell
Mom and daddy said, "The life that you've led
You'll party you're way straight to hell"

On your knees
You shall be on your knees
'Cause I want you on your knees
You shall be on your knees

And I need you on your knees
You shall be on your knees
'Cause I want you on your knees
You shall be on your knees

Playin' with fire, lust in you burns
Reflectin' the flames in your eyes
Sex and pain insane, they're really the same
Misused and confused, bound and tied

On your knees
You shall be on your knees
'Cause I want you on your knees
You shall be on your knees

And I need you on your knees
You shall be on your knees
'Cause I want you on your knees
You shall be on your knees

On your knees that's where you all shall be
Well, I bid you come taste your first deadly sin
Ridin' the wild wind and the door to submission
Will open and you shall fall in

On your knees
You shall be on your knees
'Cause I want you on your knees
You shall be on your knees

And I need you on your knees
You shall be on your knees
'Cause I want you on your knees
You shall be on your knees

On your knees
You shall be on your knees
'Cause I want you on your knees
You shall be on your knees

And I need you on your knees
You shall be on your knees
'Cause I want you on your knees
You shall be on your knees

On your knees, on your knees
On your knees, on your knees

What the fuck was that?