The Mule

Anything to declare, Sir? Just the best of my flare.
The stamp bangs in the middle my card
End of the journey, I'm gonna land.

I have to hold my breath in the magnetic field
I got 29 pellets inside to get out.

You know I fill my breast with what you love the best
I could be a Baptist preacher or the sweetest Señorita.
Beneath the second seat there's something to believe
Got never ending VIP's and people wait for me.

To the eyes of the Son and the Holly Ghost
I'm delightfully elusive and I blow up when the show begins Let the artists play when the stage is set.



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