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EStaring out the Awindow of our tour Bbus
EAnd it's just thAe horny driver and Bus.
EWe sit and trade Awit and smoke and we cBuss,
ETalking about our Afriendly border drug bBust,
EAnd I know the futAure's cloudy and gBrey.
ERecord like mine, Agive up or go Bgay.
EYou're looking dowAn on me with blue and Bblack eyes,
EPissing down a stoArm from purple night Bskies
Eahuh aAhuuuh ahhh Bahuh
EAnd I know the coAncept's muddy and tritBe
EThat all that is Alarge and all that is Bslight
EIs flowing in theA stream of holy floodlBights.
EAt writing holy bAooks, Lord knows we biBte
EBut if this is yoAur will and my testameBnt,
EI will bow to no Abelief that they bent.B
EStill I'm just a Asperm begat from your Blove,
EBasking in the brAead, the blood of yourB dove.
Eahuh ahuAuuh ahhBh ahuh
Asus2Bsus4
Asus2Can I lie with you in your Bsus4grave?
Can I lie with you in your grave?
EThere's a crack iAsus2n the edge of the end of thBsus4e world
Where I will sit with my love in it's fluorescent swirl.
Eat us up, break it down to the tiniest cell
In our room with a view and a window to hell
Where those who buried bodies in their barrels of fun
Will be marched through museums that display what they've done.
They'll be shot up through the sky by a cannon of sin
Where we'll reluctantly let them in.
So can I lie in your grave?
There's a crack in 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 cell
In our room with a view and a window to hell
Where those who buried bodies in their barrels of fun
Will be marched through museums that display what they've done.
They'll be shot up through the sky by a cannon of sin
Where we'll reluctantly let them in.
So can I lie in your grave?
So can I lie in your grave?
So can I lie in your grave?!
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