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.