Something seems to be wrong, Mr. Right
Am I right doing wrong things
Feels like the water and sand
Or the sticks and stones just break my mind
I try to remember the gal
The one that loves gambling with hearts
They talk to me like voices inside
A ghost of my past is my future and now
Burn your soul through this holy fire
Holy fire, holy fire, fire, fire, fire
So you can be free again
Mr. Right, Mr. Right, right, right
Burn your soul through this holy fire
Holy fire, holy fire, fire, fire, fire
So you can be free again
Mr. Right, Mr. Right, right, right
Come on Mr. Right
Guide us to the light
On top of the endless cliffs
The ones that listen at last relief
It's all about disgraceful poetry
Don't you think, don't you see
Burn your soul through this holy fire
Holy fire, holy fire, fire, fire, fire
So you can be free again
Mr. Right, Mr. Right, right, right
Burn your soul through this holy fire
Holy fire, holy fire, fire, fire, fire
So you can be free again
Come on Mr. Right
Listen to us Mr. Right
Mr. Right, Mr. Right, Mr. Right
Mr. Right, Mr. Right, Mr. Right, right, right, right, right
Mr. Right, Mr. Right, Mr. Right
Mr. Right, Mr. Right, Mr. Right, right, right, right, right
Mr. Right, Mr. Right, Mr. Right
Mr. Right, Mr. Right, Mr. Right, right, right, right, right
Ah! Mr. Right
Baby Jesus