Sister Saviour (Live From The Bowery Ballroom NYC)

歌詞

Can you feel it Sister Savior Drawing you into the club? Sister Savior's Past behavior Has me falling in love Hey-ey-ey-ey Sister Savior Hey-ey-ey-ey Catholic lover Why'd you leave me For the good life? At least our bad times were ours Last night i had a dream A warm field strawberries and cream A poor man wearing rusty mail With contentment plastered on his face He was sipping from a bottle On his forehead read the motto "If I drink myself to death, At least I'll know i had a good time" One last late night Sister Savior Before its too late Hey-ey-ey-ey Sister Savior Hey-ey-ey-ey You know i love her Please belive me This is the good life And no more bad times could be ours