A/N:Well, I figured that you guys needed more proof that I'm on meth...and I happen to know a good number of Billy Joel songs. I promise that I have some different artists in the works. This one hit me when thinking about Houses of the Holy. Hopefully the one tomorrow night will offer some inspiration.


Warning: Along with extensive mocking these lyrics contain blatant references to the Season 2 episode Houses of the Holy! Do not read if you haven't seen, otherwise you may be subject to "Inadvertspoilifora": Symptoms include excessive flamming, sudden impulses towards violence and a tendancy to yell, "You ruined it!" to no one in particular. If one or more of these symptomes emerge seek psychiatic help immediately.
Come out Gloria don't let me wait

You being Catholic started much too late

Aw, but sooner or later it comes down to fate

I might as well be the one


Well, I showed you my statue, told you to pray

I razed your apartment and sent you away

Aw, but I never told you the price that you'll pay

For things that you might have done...

Only the good kill young

Thats what I said

Only the good kill young

Only the good kill young.


You might have heard I died by a dangerous crowd

But they ain't too pretty and are too proud

And they'll be laughing a bit too loud

Aw, but that damns everyone

So come on Gloria I'll show you a sign

I'll send down a signal you get a box made of pine

The metal-barred window you're hiding behind

Never lets in the sun

Darlin' only the good die kill young, woah

I tell ya only the good kill young

Only the good kill young


You got a nice white dress and a party on your incarceration

You got a brand new soul mmmm,

And a heart of gold

But Gloria you didn't give you quite enough information

So don't count on me

When you were counting on your rosary

(oh woah woah)


They say there's a heaven for those who will wait

Some say it's not real but hey I'm a saint!

I'd rather smite the sinners and cry with the saints

Killing sinners is much more fun...

You know that only the good kill young

Oh woah baby I tell ya only the good kill young,

Only the good kill young


You say your shrink told you all that I could give you was incarceration

Aww She never cared for me

But did she ever say a prayer for me?

Oh woah woah


Come out, come out Gloria, don't let me wait

You being Catholic started much too late

But sooner or later it comes down to fate

I might as well be the one

You know that only the good kill young

I'm telling you baby

You know that only the good kill young

Only the good kill young


Only the gooooooooooooooood

Only the good kill young

Only the gooooooooooooooood

Only the good kill young

Ooooooooooooooooooooooooo ooooooooooo oooooooooo...Only the good kill young

Only the good kill young


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