Sister Saviour - The Rapture, James Murphy, Tim Goldsworthy

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 it’s 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