Jeremiah
Went out last night
Saw this clown
Handing out diapers all around
He said: "You're full of shit" and punched my face
Everbody's laughing
A total disgrace
Went out hard, knocked out cold
Passed out for hours
So I'm told
While being in a lucid state
I really saw Heaven's Gate
Where a girl was spinning her umbrella
Splashing blood and mud over this grey haired fella
"For I'm your God and only friend
Before the beginning and after the end"
His name was Jeremiah (Jeremiah)
He looked kind of grim
He'd been working as a reaper
First he took was Jim
Jim was a salesman of pots and pans
He could really handle em'
Sold three to Mary-Ann
Pan-handlin' is a sin, you see?
(It's a sin, you see)
Jeremiah had to take him for his heinous crime
(You're going to the stoney lonesome, sonny)
I woke up and first I was shaking
A lady stepped forth and said "I'm a Quaker"
"You've been upstairs rent is due!"
(You've gots to pay)
Well i'm broke man, what's a poor boy to do?
(What's a poor boy got to do-bah-di-do)
"I'm sorry Sir it's the law
You gotta pay for the wonders that you saw!"
I'm being sent, sent to the house of sin
(Sent back to the house of sin)
Living in a cell now with a salesman named Jim
Saw this clown
Handing out diapers all around
He said: "You're full of shit" and punched my face
Everbody's laughing
A total disgrace
Went out hard, knocked out cold
Passed out for hours
So I'm told
While being in a lucid state
I really saw Heaven's Gate
Where a girl was spinning her umbrella
Splashing blood and mud over this grey haired fella
"For I'm your God and only friend
Before the beginning and after the end"
His name was Jeremiah (Jeremiah)
He looked kind of grim
He'd been working as a reaper
First he took was Jim
Jim was a salesman of pots and pans
He could really handle em'
Sold three to Mary-Ann
Pan-handlin' is a sin, you see?
(It's a sin, you see)
Jeremiah had to take him for his heinous crime
(You're going to the stoney lonesome, sonny)
I woke up and first I was shaking
A lady stepped forth and said "I'm a Quaker"
"You've been upstairs rent is due!"
(You've gots to pay)
Well i'm broke man, what's a poor boy to do?
(What's a poor boy got to do-bah-di-do)
"I'm sorry Sir it's the law
You gotta pay for the wonders that you saw!"
I'm being sent, sent to the house of sin
(Sent back to the house of sin)
Living in a cell now with a salesman named Jim
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Writer(s): Karl-rasmus Bringeland
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