She walks in and says: “Come on, let’s have it”
Brings out the worst that you can be
It’s a good day for a bad habit
And don’t you dare to disagree
She likes to surf along
Cheap bastard thinks he’s something groovy
Straight down from church, you wanna bet?
She’ll play him like he is a movie
Then smokes the last of his cigarettes

She’s got no mercy for the soldiers, no mercy for the king
No mercy for the soldiers.
No mercy for the king

She picks his heart like it’s a pocket
She wears her hair like it’s a crown
She sees straight through all his cool poses
She’ll hold the leash. Good dog, stay down

No mercy for the soldiers
No mercy for the king

Wow, there won’t be any mercy
Unless you’ve got a diamond ring
Oh no there won’t be no ‘excuse me’, no mercy for the king of everything

No mercy for the soldiers
No mercy for the king