Staring out the window of our tour bus
And it's just the horny driver and us
Sit and trade wit, and smoke and we cuss
Talking about our friendly border drug bust
And I know the future's cloudy and gray
Record like mine, give up or go gay
You're looking down at me with blue and black eyes
Pissing down a storm from purple night skies
And I know the concept's muddy and trite
That all that is large and all that is slight
Is flowing in the stream of holy flood lights
Writing holy books, lord knows we bite
But if this is your will and my testament
I will bow to no belief that they bent
Still I'm just a sperm begat from your love
Basking in the bread, the blood of your dove
Can I lie with you in your grave
Can I lie with you in your grave
There's a crack in the edge at the end of the world
Where I will sit with my love in this 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, at the edge at the end of the world
Where I will sit with my love in this 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
Can I lie with you in your grave [x2]
So can I lie in your grave
Can I lie with you in your grave [x2]
So can I lie in your grave
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