First of all let me say that my father is a vicar

I was brought up in the House of God

I am a gentle person who helps out when she can

But when it comes to the decay I take no prisoners

There is no reason for us to accept decay

But it is all around and is silently overwhelming us

We are drowning in this sea of filth

I will not travel further as those who are guilty

Are well aware of their wretched guilt

They will be punished

And I will be riding a Harley Davidson

With all my guns blazing