Nelson-Hunter

We both know this light is ugly
We both know the time is running
We both know that a naked bulb
Can only be so friendly

Cities shines in both our eyes
Don't try to act too wise
It's too bright for visions now
Mystical or otherwise

I got a suite at the mission and I lived to tell
I got a suite at the mission, hope you do as well
Got a suite at the mission, it's much cleaner than hell
Got a suite at the mission and I lived to tell

Across a two-lane black tar
Lies the end of the world
Guns in every window
With trigger fingers curled

And I've been walking, smoking
He's got some skin disease
Makes him break out in tattoos
Every time I sneeze
Got a suite at the mission and I lived to tell
Got a suite at the mission and I hope you do as well
Got a suite at the mission, it's much cleaner than hell
Got a suite at the mission and I lived to tell

Stand by me till I bolt
This final Irish coffee then
Then I'm out into the cold
No, you won't see me again

But listen for my voices
The ones that never die
You just can't avoid them
No, it's senseless to try

Got a suite at the mission and I lived to tell
Got a suite at the mission and I hope you do as well
Got a suite at the mission, it's much cleaner than hell
Got a suite at the mission and I lived to tell
Got a suite at the mission and I lived to tell