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Hey, It s Your Funeral Mama lyrics
The sky is blue, the grass is brown
My head is buried inside this helmet
The ever present threat of parasites
So take my hand, let s get these motors running
Drive red, so you drive red
And I ll drive black, I ll drive black
We ll see who s machine was recently serviced
We ll slit these rows of good years like a knife
We don t fear, we don t fear
We don t fear, we don t fear
We don t fear these machines
I got the scoop, I got the scoop
And it doesn t look so good
So good for you
So you drive red, drive red
And I ll drive black, I ll drive black
We ll see who s machine was recently serviced
We ll cut this row of Goodyear like a knife
Like a knife, like a knife, yeah
We ll cut this row of Goodyear like a knife
So you drive red, you drive red
And I ll drive black, I ll drive black
We ll see who s machine was recently serviced
We ll cut this row of good years like a knife
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