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      Could 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 the head to kill the hollow   Echo Echo, I know it's a sin to kiss and swallow   Echo Echo, a kick in the head to kill the hollow      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 the head to kill the hollow   Echo Echo, I know it's a sin to kiss and swallow   Echo Echo, a kick in the head to kill the hollow      Are you listening?   No - In the narrowest sense   Are you listening?   I can hold you down by candlelight   With indifference   Let the comfort start   I love you on your right side   It happens   Promises broken   Reasons let go   It happens   Are you listening?      I know it a sin but tell me it happens!   I know it a sin but tell me it happens!      Echo, Echo, Echo, Echo   Echo, Echo, Echo      Echo Echo, I know it's a sin to kiss and swallow   Echo Echo, I know it's a sin to kiss and swallow