Bring Your Daughter... to the Slaughter (original soundtrack version) Lyrics & Tabs by Bruce Dickinson
Bring Your Daughter... to the Slaughter (original soundtrack version)
guitar chords lyrics
Honey it’s getting close to midnight
And all the myths are still in town
True love and lipstick in 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
So unchain your back door, and 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
Honey it's getting close to daybreak
The sun is creeping in the sky
No patent remedies for headache
Honey it's getting close to daybreak
The sun is creeping in the sky
No patent remedies for headache
Just empty words and humble pie
So get down on your knees honey
Assume an attitude
You just pray that I’ll be waiting
‘Cos 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
So pick up your foolish pride, no going back
No where, no way, no place to hide
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, Fetch your daughter, Bring me your daughter
Bring me your daughter, Fetch your daughter, Bring me your daughter
To the slaughter
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
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, let her go, let her go
