No Vaseline

I belong to you
But I don’t know why I still do
No Heaven’s Gate
Why throw our money away?
I will take your side
And tower over you like a burning bush
Far along in this
Pack up a suitcase and leave
But I will track your hide
Through Israel and the red tide
No Heaven’s Gate
I won’t throw my money away
But I will take your hide
To Israel and the red tide