We're goin' down the road towards tiny cities made of ashes
I'm gonna hit you on the face, i'm gonna punch you in your glasses.
Oh no!

I just got a message that said "Yeah hell has frozen over"
I Got a phone call from the Lord saying "Hey boy get a
sweater, Right now"

So we're drinking drinking drinking drinking coca coca cola
I can feel it rollin' right on down
Oh right on down my throat
And as we're headed down the road towards tiny cities
made of ashes
I'm gonna get dressed up in plastic gonna shake hands
with the masses.
Oh no!

Does anybody know a way that a body could get away
Does anybody know a way
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away
Does anybody know a way

We're goin' down the road towards tiny cities made of ashes
I'm gonna hit you on the face, i'm gonna punch you in your glasses.
Oh no!

I'm wearin' myself a t-shirt that says "The world is my ashtray"
Our hearts pump dust and our hairs all grey
And I just got a message sayin' that hell has frozen over
I got a phone call from the Lord sayin' "Hey boy get a
sweater, Right now!"

Does anybody know a way that a body could get away
Does anybody know a way
Does anybody know a way

So we're drinking drinking drinking drinking coca coca cola
I can feel it rollin' right on down
Oh right on down my throat
And as we're headed down the road towards tiny cities
made of ashes
I'm gonna lay down in the spa where they coat you
in molasses.
Right now!

Does anybody know a way that a body could get away
Does anybody know a way
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away
Does anybody know a way

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