The Missionary Of Ska

well you don't say nothing you got nothing to say
and then when i do the talking you just look the other way

and you don't hear nothing you got nothing to hear
and then when i do the talking you just dissappear

i am a missionary
i am a missionary
i am a missionary to the word of ska

and you don't see nothing you got nothing to see
you got your eyes wide open but you don't see me

you don't feel nothing you got nothing to feel
you're like a furry fat rat and you're running round your wheel

i am a missionary
i am a missionary
i am a missionary to the word of ska