Staring out the window of our tour bus And it's just the horny driver and us Sitting and trade wit and smoke and we cuss Talking bout our friendly border drug bust And I know the future's cloudy and gray Record like mine, give up go gay You're looking down at me with blue and black eyes Pissing down a storm from purple night skies.
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And I know their concepts muddy and tripe That all that is large and all that is slight Is flowing in the stream of holy floodlights Writing holy books, lord knows they bite If this is your will in my testament I will bow to no belief that they've bent Still I'm just a sperm begat from your love Basking in the bread and the blood of your dove
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Can I lie with you in your grave?(2x)
There's a crack at the edge of the end of the world Where I will sit with my love in it's fluorescent swirl Eat us up, break it down to the tiniest cells In a room with a view and a window to hell In a room they bury bodies will display what they've done And march through museums that repel what they've done
Shot up through the sky by a cannon of sin We'll reluctantly let them in
So can I lie in your crack in the of the edge at the end of the world Where I sit with my love in it's fluorescent swirl Eat us up, break it down to the tiniest cell In a room with a view and a window to hell With those who bury bodies in their barrel of fun Will sit in ideas and regret what they've done
Shot up through the sky by a cannon of sin We'll reluctantly let them in So can I lie in your grave?
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Copy to Clipboard: Staring out the window of our tour bus And it's just the horny driver and us Sitting and trade wit and smoke and we cuss Talking bout our friendly border drug bust And I know the future's cloudy and gray Record like mine, give up go gay You're looking down at me with blue and black eyes Pissing down a storm from purple night skies.
Uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh
And I know their concepts muddy and tripe That all that is large and all that is slight Is flowing in the stream of holy floodlights Writing holy books, lord knows they bite If this is your will in my testament I will bow to no belief that they've bent Still I'm just a sperm begat from your love Basking in the bread and the blood of your dove
Uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh
Can I lie with you in your grave?(2x)
There's a crack at the edge of the end of the world Where I will sit with my love in it's fluorescent swirl Eat us up, break it down to the tiniest cells In a room with a view and a window to hell In a room they bury bodies will display what they've done And march through museums that repel what they've done
Shot up through the sky by a cannon of sin We'll reluctantly let them in
So can I lie in your crack in the of the edge at the end of the world Where I sit with my love in it's fluorescent swirl Eat us up, break it down to the tiniest cell In a room with a view and a window to hell With those who bury bodies in their barrel of fun Will sit in ideas and regret what they've done
Shot up through the sky by a cannon of sin We'll reluctantly let them in So can I lie in your grave?
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