One night upon my motorcycle through the desert spead
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And smashed my body so that all my friends thought I was dead
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My sister held me close and whispered to my bleeding head
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"You are the son of a mother fucker"
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One two three four
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I shook all night and held her hand
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Chocolate people well I'll be damned
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Land of plenty, land of fun
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To find out I'm Nimrod's son
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Oh bury me
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Far away please
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Bury me
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Ha-haaa
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The joke has come upon me
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In my motorcycle mirror I think about the life I've led
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And how my soul's been aking all the holes where I have bled
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My image spoke to me, yes to me and often said
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"You are the son of incestuous union"
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One two three
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Now my head is clear
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My luke hands washed
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My daughter's pure
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My son is tall
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Land of plenty, land of fun
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To find out I'm Nimrod's son
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Oh bury me
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Far away please
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Bury me
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Ha-ha Ha-ha
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The joke has come upon me
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Nimrod's Son
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