Ministry Lyrics

Album: Unknown

Isle of Man Lyrics

first last night we're riding home

with friends in a big blue car

for this man fed us rubbish

as if it were caviar

we told him, 'sir, please go away! '

'we're innocent of crimes! '

he hit me with his black nightstick

and all I heard were cries

i'm falling

I asked her for a date one night

she thought it'd be a laugh

i'd take her to a restaurant

and then up to her pad

I waited at my house that night

for her phone call to come

she'd gone off with a ruffian

and he came by with a gun

i'm falling

yes i'm falling