one night upon my motorcycle
through the desert sped
and smashed my body so bad
all my friends thought i was dead
my sister held me close
and whispered to my bleeding head,
you are the son of a motherfucker
one, two, three, four
i shook all night and held her hand
choke the people well i'll be damned
land of plenty, land of fun
to find out i'm nimrod's son
oh bury me, far away please, bury me
ahhh... the joke has come upon me
in my motorcycle mirror i think about the life i've led
and how my soul's been leaking
all the holes where i have bled
my image spoke to me, yes to me and often said,
you are the son of incestuous union
one, two, three
now my head is clear
my roof has walls
my daughter's pure
my son is tall
land of plenty, land of fun
to find out i'm nimrod's son
oh bury me, far away please, bury me
ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, the joke has come upon me
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