Tiny Cities Made Of Ashes

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Were going down the road to tiny cities made of ashes Im going to hit you on the face Im going to punch you in your glasses, oh no I just got a message that said "yeah, hell has frozen over." I got a phone call from the lord saying, "hey boy, get a sweater, right now." So were drinkin drinkin drinkin drinkin coca coca cola I can feel it rolling right on down Oh right on down my throat now As were headed down the road towards tiny cities made of ashes Im gonna get dressed up in plastic Gonna shake hands with the masses, oh no! Does anybody know a way that a body could get away? Does anybody know a way? Were going down the road to tiny cities made of ashes Im going to hit you on the face Im going to punch you in your glasses Im wearing myself a t-shirt that says "the world is my ashtray" Our hearts pump dust and our hairs all grey And I just got a message that said "yeah, hell has frozen over." I got a phone call from the lord saying, "hey boy, get a sweater, right now!" Does anybody know a way that a body could get away? Does anybody know a way? Were drinkin drinkin drinkin drink coca coca cola I can feel it rolling right on down Oh right on down my throat As were headed down the road towards tiny cities made of ashes Im going to lay down (at the spa? ) where they coat you in molasses Right now! Does anybody know a way that a body could get away? Does anybody know a way?

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