The audio quality (not to mention the enunciation) isn’t great on this one and I’m still looking for the lyrics.

This song fills me with too many conflicting emotions to count. On the one hand, it describes probably the least efficient and most stressful system for creating missionaries that has ever been devised (not to mention a sort of glorification of the entire process). On the other hand, it’s about my life and experiences that were formative for who I am today. I really did ride in the rusty van.

I think at least a few of my fellow MKs out there will get what I’m talking about. The rest you will just have to forgive my rambling run down memory lane.