Sons Of Magdalene - The Whip lyrics

[Verse 1] Bad time, so sublime I'm getting off, won't make a stop So tall, sure to fall Desparate, across the ridge [Verse 2] That day, I ran away Than night, off the high Desparate, over the ridge I'll take it slow, locked him below [Chorus] I'm ready for the whip I'm ready for the whip I'm ready for the whip I'm ready for the whip [Instrumental] [Chorus] [Instrumental] So tall, sure to fall Desparate, across the ridge [Chorus]