morgan geer

The Missionfield

Smile you’re entering the mission field

Now you are entering the mission field

 

Daddy was a dog and your mamma was a storm

And when the rains came a killer was born

 

No bite-inhabitation means you always got your  way
The hand that’s bleeding might stop feeding you one day

 

Smile you’re entering the mission field
Now you are entering the mission field
 
Hurricane Katrina blew your mind half way to hell
Police picked him up off the streets of Slidell
 
Smile you’re entering the mission field
Now you are entering the mission field

 

Don’t look out the window as I walk away
Turn and face the music and remember what I say

Smile you’re entering the mission field

Smile you’re entering the mission field

 
Smile

Smile

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