Letra de Suffer The Little Children / Hell Is For Children (Live) - Pat Benatar
Letra de canci�n de Suffer The Little Children / Hell Is For Children (Live) de Pat Benatar lyrics
Sweet melissa, I often pray for you
I hope your suffering was brief
I hope the angels that watch over all little children
Came for you and took you someplace beautiful and sweet
Aahh..
Suffer the little children
Dear melissa, I often think of you
Everytime I hold my baby in my arms
I say a prayer for your mama and daddy too
I know they miss you, miss you since you�re gone
Suffer the little children
At the hands of evil men
No baby dolls, no teddy bears
No lullabies for them
Every mother�s nightmare
Will it ever end
Suffer the little children
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At the hands of evil men
You who done the deed better do some prayin� too
Better hope that god�s forgivin� like they say
Cause somewhere, somebody keeps a list
Of the evils that men do
An� your name�s right up there
I heard `em say
Aahh..
Suffer the little children
At the hands of evil men
No baby dolls, no teddy bears
No lullabies for them
Every mother�s nightmare
Will it ever end
Suffer the little children
At the hands of evil men
I hope your suffering was brief
I hope the angels that watch over all little children
Came for you and took you someplace beautiful and sweet
Aahh..
Suffer the little children
Dear melissa, I often think of you
Everytime I hold my baby in my arms
I say a prayer for your mama and daddy too
I know they miss you, miss you since you�re gone
Suffer the little children
At the hands of evil men
No baby dolls, no teddy bears
No lullabies for them
Every mother�s nightmare
Will it ever end
Suffer the little children
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/suffer-the-little-children---hell-is-for-children--live--pat-benatar.php
At the hands of evil men
You who done the deed better do some prayin� too
Better hope that god�s forgivin� like they say
Cause somewhere, somebody keeps a list
Of the evils that men do
An� your name�s right up there
I heard `em say
Aahh..
Suffer the little children
At the hands of evil men
No baby dolls, no teddy bears
No lullabies for them
Every mother�s nightmare
Will it ever end
Suffer the little children
At the hands of evil men