Текст песни Bride of Christ

Well she drives me crazy, the way she walks Through corridors, not allowed to talk And she likes it dirty, as I found out yesterday Up against the wall, then I made her crawl Coming while I said, "Mary - Mary" Bride of christ, you're - Bride of christ, you're Doing the devil on the side And she drives me crazy, the way she talks Tied to her bed, upon a rose of thorns I speak to her with tongues And she comes like yesterday Ahh, wail Mary - say your grace I'll sit upon your face, "Mary - Mary" Bride of christ, you're - Bride of christ, you're Doing the devil on the side