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Alexisonfire - Hey, It's Your Funeral Mama Lyrics

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  • the sky is blue, the grass is brown
  • my head is buried inside this helmet
  • and the ever present threat of parasites
  • so take my hand, let's get these motors running!
  • so you drive red (you drive red)
  • and I'll drive black (I'll drive black)
  • (we'll see who's machine was most recently serviced)
  • we'll cut these rows of Goodyears like a knife
  • we don't fear [5x]
  • these machines
  • i got the scoop, I got the scoop
  • and it doesn't look so good, so good for you
  • so you drive red (you drive red)
  • and I'll drive black (I'll drive black)
  • (we'll see who's machine was most recently serviced)
  • we'll cut these rows of Goodyears like a knife
  • like a knife, like a knife, yeah
  • we'll cut these rows of Goodyears like a knife
  • so you drive red (you drive red)
  • and I'll drive black (I'll drive black)
  • (we'll see who's machine was most recently serviced)
  • we'll cut these rows of Goodyears like a knife.

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