Nimrod's Son (Live) Lyrics
One night upon my motorcycle through the desert speed
And it smashed my body so that all my friends thought
I was dead
My sister held me close and whispered to my bleeding head
You are the son of a mother ******
One two three four
I shook all night and held her hand
Chocolate people
Well
I'll be d**ned
Land of plenty
Land of fun
To find out
I'm Nimrod's son
Oh bury me
Far away please
Bury me
The joke has come upon me
In my motorcycle mirror
I think about the life
I've ledAnd how my soul's been aching all the holes where
I have bled
My image spoke to me
Yes to me and often saidYou are the son of incestuous union
One two three
Now my head is clear
My luke hands washed
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
The joke has come upon me