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tidal wave Crashed a current of bitter emotions Through each artificial makeup atom Her lethargic weary funeral stance collapsed Quickly in my eroded
you're fond of overeating That's your funeral. [MRS. SOWERBERRY] That's your funeral. [SOWERBERRY] Starve yourself by undereating That's your
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip Face says I been stressed I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
When suddenly johnny gets the feeling he's being surrounded by Horses, horses, horses, horses Coming in in all directions White shining silver studs with
Who'll ride this dying carousel? Four rusting horses strangled by their own rope What children love a singing wheel Now that their tight hearts it
song And they knew all the lyrics by heart, now, And they play in the perfect key, And their tombstones are silhouetted, And the band I can barely
When suddenly Johnny gets the feeling he's being surrounded by Horses, horses, horses, horses Coming in in all directions White shining, silver studs
I imagine my deathbed To be the most best one I've laid in Covered in pillows and blankets I don't necessarily need I'll be surrounded by loved
coke and cooked meats But this ain’t no festival It’s the funeral on Bourbon Street A marching jazz band playing Dixie The smoke in the air smells sweet
Ju-Ju-June on the beat June on the beat She just wanna fuck with me 'cause I'm famous Closet full of fly shit, that's what them bands did
I see the hate in their eyes That's caused by the pride of mine Of mine I put my life on the line But death defies defies defies Banging is cool
of trouble Double crossed by the law so theres nobody to run to Yeah, its just me and my sawed off shotgun Outlaw, call him Leather Face Im headed for
to Ireland came he took me by the hand Says he, I never saw the likes of MacNamara's Band Oh, the drums go bang and the cymbals clang and the horns they
to Ireland came, he took me by the hand Says he, I never saw the likes of MacNamara's Band Oh, the drums go bang and the cymbals clang and the horns, they
he took me by the hand Says he, ""I never saw the likes of MacNamara's Band"" Oh, the drums go bang and the cymbals clang and the horns they blaze
screaming all night she woke up horse Either way I need me some money coming some sort Am I still trapping is a pig's pussy pork You can tell by my walk that
And nobody knew Nobody knew That the flowers were furnished by the funeral parlor And the whole thing was paid for by the funeral director Who poisoned
on a Tennessee stud Tennessee stud was long and lean The color of the sun, his eyes were green He had the nerve and he had the blood There never was a horse
to Ireland came, he took me by the hand Says he, "I never saw the likes of MacNamara's Band" Oh, the drums go bang and the cymbals clang and the horns they
Led an enormous band Oh, But I know he's very lucky too Because when Mingus dies there's gonna be the same funeral they had for Duke Ellington
of the Year." Now I've been asked by all the delegates--and members of the board, To tell you of the funeral that won me this award. It was handled with taste
every bar closed as they buried her Four hundred cowboys rode her to her rest Sing a song, boys, with the funeral band We won't see her like again in
and a apple bottom, bite that Apple like Mac That's that computer love, I kill that pussy but I don't go to the funeral Girl I'm gonna' wear that ass out like
an empire How many funeral pyres Does it take to cause a riot Real cowboys move in silence And preternatural violence Like outlaws that seen some shit Like
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