You know I feel there's something 'bout to break now
You know I feel there's a city here to take now
And it's not so tough for these ordinary hands
When we [bad word] someone with extraordinary plans

You know I feel this heart's about to break now
'Cos I can see what the devil's trying to take now
We've got this leather backed book and a freedom cry
And we're an army of God who are ready to die

You give us hope where hope is gone
You fill the streets with a holy song
We're gonna paint this big old town red

Oh, here [bad word] Here [bad word]  here [bad word] 
You know I feel this sky's about to break now
You know I feel our city's gonna shake now
And we hear You call every woman, every man
Ring the mission bell and storm the gates of [bad word]  [bad word] from street to street
Rise up Church for a holy meet
We're gonna paint this big old town red
Gonna paint this big old town red
With the blood of Jesus

Oh, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah
Oh

Oh, here [bad word] Here [bad word]  here [bad word] 
Ring, ring, ring, ring the mission bell
(Oh, here [bad word] 
Sing, sing, sing, we got a story to tell
(Here [bad word] 

Ring, ring, ring, ring the mission bell
(Here [bad word] 
Sing, sing, sing