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one night upon my motorcycle through the desert sped and smashed my body so bad all my friends thought i was dead my sister held me close and whispered to my bleeding head, "you are the son of a motherfucker"
one, two, three, four
i shook all night and held her hand chocolate people well i'll be damned land of plenty, land of fun to find out i'm nimrod's son
oh bury me, far away please, bury me
ahhh... the joke has come upon me
in my motorcycle mirror i think about the life i've led and how my soul's been aching all the holes where i have bled my image spoke to me, yes to me and often said, "you are the son of incestuous union"
one, two, three
now my head is clear my luke hands washed my daughter's pure my son is whole
land of plenty, land of fun to find out i'm nimrod's son
oh bury me, far away please, bury me
ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, the joke has come upon me
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