My mission drive, is to open up my eyes And I don't care who wants to stare these days To realise, to be brought back down to size The wicked lies and all the shite you say And I don't care who wants to stare these days Yeah my mission drive, is to open up my eyes To the wicked lies and all the shite you say I'm not losing my mind No I'm not changing my lines I'm just learning new things with the passing of time I'm looking on the bright side I wear it like a bruise I've never loved Elvis And I've never sung the blues I'm thinking of another man I remind myself of him I wear him like a hairstyle Or a stain upon my skin But, my flesh is getting cleaner And my hair is growing thin Yeah my mission drive, is to open up my eyes To the wicked lies and all the shite you say You say You say You say You say You say You say You say You say