Mission
How long must I go on
Taking my chances on burning away
Don't take away my daylight
Don't take away my dream
Why must I go (*)
To hell and back again
To hell and back again
To hell and back again
To hell and back again
Will I make the morning (**)
To see another day
The Gods may come at midnight
They're taking me away
I'm waiting here on death row
I pray for my reprieve
(Repeat *)
The chaplain and the gardener (***)
Have told me how to die
I've used up all my chances
Now's the time to cry
For I can hear the foo
Drive You Mild
You never seen nobody as divine as
She can see reflections
In her own eyes
An admission of desire,
On a handsome afternoon
Is an ovation to her ego
In her everyone is everything and
Everything is mine
Ms. Marceau
You don't need another,
You'll always be your own hero
Myself Ms. Marceau
You don't need another, you'll always
Be your own hero
As if we're speaking in
Another language
Every word means I, me,
Mine every hello every good
No escape to the life of the average
It's an ovation to my ego
In her everyone is everything and
Everything is mine
We're very fortunate to have her here
Accounts are empty and my friends
Deserted long ago but
She say that I'm okay, so I'm okay