Besedila:
Mission Uk

Hey, sister [Incomprehensible], ride the snake with me Ride it long, ride it hard, ride it all the way with me Hey, sister moon dance, charm the snake

God, God is a bullet And religion is a loaded gun Prod, poke, push and pull it Every zealot loco is some mother's son It's coming down, coming down It

The only way that I'll make the papers These days is if I load a gun And fire a bullet into my brain But then again the hackneyed hacks Will only write

Can't stand the light, it hurts my eyes And it comes as no surprise to find A broken heart has no reprieve In all the things we leave behind I won't

She comes and she goes She ebbs and she flows She is as water as elusive as the breeze Everything I am is she I swear in the presence of God That she

You be the boy and I'll be the girl I'll be your toy if you will shake my little world I'll dress and parade for you in your finest satin and lace I'll

Don't ask me to choose when you give me no choice And does it make you sigh when you hear my voice? I don't wanna be raped, I wanna be seduced And if

You feed my addiction So I will depend on you You ease my affliction And I will ascend with you My heroine, you're the steel that pricks my skin You

It's just like you, oh, Chelsea Blue To ask me to fly and then you tether my wings I always knew, oh, Chelsea Blue How cold is the blood that flows through