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