Grateful Dead - Hell In A Bucket Lyrics
Well I was drinkin last night with a bikerAnd I showed him a picture of youI said, pal get to know her, youll like herSeemed like the least I could do.Cause when hes chargin his chopperUp and down your carpeted hallsYou will think I am dressed up quite properNever mind how I stumble and fall.You imagine me sipping champagne from your bootFor taste of your elegant prideI may be going to hell in a bucket, babeBut at least Im enjoying the ride, at least Ill enjoy the ride.Cause youre a sweet little softcore pretenderSomehow, babe, it got as hot as it getsWith her black leather and gold spike suspendersAnd your chain, your black whip and pets.Well we know youre the reincarnationOf the infamous catherine the greatAnd we know how you love the ovationAnd the scene that it seems to create.You imagine me sipping champagne from your bootFor taste of your elegant prideI may be going to hell in a bucket, babeBut at least Im enjoying the ride, at least Ill enjoy the ride.You analyze me, tend to despise meYou laugh when I stumble and fallThere may come a say when Ill dance on your graveUnable to dance Ill still crawl across itUnable to dance Ill still crawlUnable to dance Ill still crawlUnable to dance Ill crawl.You must really consider the circusIt just might be your kind of zooI cant think of a place thats more perfectFor a person as perfect as you.And its not like Im leaving you lonelyCause I wouldnt know where to beginWell I know you wake up here onlyWhen the snakes come marching in.You imagine me sipping champagne from your bootFor taste of your elegant prideI may be going to hell in a bucket, babeBut at least Im enjoying the ride, at least Ill enjoy the ride.Ride, ride, rideRide, ride, rideRide, ride, rideAt least Ill enjoy the ride.At least Ill enjoy the ride.At least Ill enjoy the ride.
