As I stumble into bed, I curse the devil in my head
And if I die before I wake, I hope the lord won´t hesitate
To pluck my coffin from the ground
He need not heed the neighbors now
And throw me up for all to see, the flies of
August swarming me...

I get a ride. Right by your side
Under your skin. I´m digging in

Well I don´t know, but I´ve been told
The road to heaven is paved with gold
And if I die before I wake, I need a ride
From you

Well sticks and stones can break my bones
And boys can make me kick and moan
But when I want it autodrive, I get a ride
From you

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