Do you pay for your crimes? Does the punishment fit Or drag your style to zero? You're nothing till the weekend If you think that you're the thrill Take a look at your life You kneel before your heroes You're nothing till the weekend Nothing till the weekend Do you care for the blind? Tell me all in all They're just your kind of zeros Something for the weekend If you think that you can spell Make a list of the cunts you'd send to hell And send them Send them on the weekend Echo echo I know it's a sin to kiss and swallow Echo echo A kick in your head to kill the hollow Echo echo I know it's a sin Echo echo A kick in your head Do you fear and abide? Welcome the grip Open wide for anyone? Are you something for the weekend? Do you kiss and forget And swallow the cunts No tears no regrets Just living Living for the weekend? Echo echo I know it's a sin to kiss and swallow Echo echo A kick in your head Echo echo I know it's a sin to kiss and swallow Echo echo A kick in your head to kill the hollow Echo echo I know it's a sin Echo echo A kick in your head Are you listening? Now, in the narrower sense Are you listening? I can hold you down By candlelight With indifference Let the comfort stop I love you on your right side It happens The promise is broken The reason is let go It happens Are you listening? Echo echo Are you listening? Echo echo Are you listening? Echo echo Are you listening? Echo echo Echo echo