The Tradition

Oh, the loneliest girl in town
Is bought for pennies a price
We dress her up in lovely gowns
She’s easy on the eyes

Her soul is black and it’s a fact
That her sneer will eat you alive
And the buyer always brings her back
Because all she does is cry

So take what you want, take what you can
Take what you please, don’t give a damn
Ask for forgiveness, never permission

Take what you want, take what you can
Take what you please, don’t givе a damn
It’s in the blood and this is tradition
Ooh

Oh, the loneliеst girl in town
Was bought for plenty a price
Well, they dress her up in golden crowns
His smile hides a lie

She smiles back, but it’s a fact
That her fear will eat her alive
Well, she got the life that she wanted, but
Now all she does is cry

Take what you want, take what you can
Take what you please, don’t give a damn
Ask for forgiveness, never permission

Take what you want, take what you can
Take what you please, don’t give a damn
It’s in the blood and this is tradition

You can’t take it back, it’s good as gone
Well, flesh amnesiac, this is your song
And I hope what’s left will last all summer long
And they said that boys were boys
But they were wrong

Take what you want, take what you can
Take what you please, don’t give a damn
Ask for forgiveness, never permission

Take what you want, take what you can
Take what you please, don’t give a damn
It’s in the blood and this is tradition

Take what you want, take what you can
Take what you please, don’t give a damn
Ask for forgiveness, never permission

Take what you want, take what you can
Take what you please, don’t give a damn
It’s in the blood and this is tradition