Sister Saviour

Can you feel it?

Sister Saviour

Drawing you into the club

Sister Saviour

Past behavior

Has me falling in love

Hey, Sister Saviour

Hey, 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 Saviour

Before it's too late

Hey, Sister Saviour

Hey, you know I love her

Please believe me

For the good life

At least our bad times were ours