[Sampled Intro]
It's a common enough sight, a life in danger; a man on night shift stumbles against a machine. A woman awakens with agonizing chest pains. All too often it's the prelude to the end of the life, to the easy act of dying. For all the millions who believe devoutly in an afterlife, a life after death, this sort of thing can well be no more than a prelude, a staging point on the way to an immortal hereafter. But what about the others, the ones who see dying as an intermission? Those who believe in a life after life?
What about those who claim a previous existence here on Earth?
The ones like these:
"Oh, my chest, oh my chest"
"I'm ready to go"
[Verse 1: Quelle Chris]
It's funny meetin' you here
We used to fist-fight and crack beers
We both died at 17 that time
One scuffle, one night, we both took a long flight
Before then we were in France in the '50's, suits spiffy
We feelin' like the first hippies
We used to scoot to London, fuck ditties in hotels
That's why we find the movies funny as hell
We was both there
And been here for centuries, times plus
Remember me?
Your clan and my clan protected god-like entities from enemies
Bangin' the same hoes from different time periods
I bagged Diana Dors
You had Lola Elayne Falana
And though they never claim us but, G we been rich and famous
God giveth but the face claimeth
We meet again, old friend
From trading blows in Asia to crossing paths as complete strangers
It's a common enough sight, a life in danger; a man on night shift stumbles against a machine. A woman awakens with agonizing chest pains. All too often it's the prelude to the end of the life, to the easy act of dying. For all the millions who believe devoutly in an afterlife, a life after death, this sort of thing can well be no more than a prelude, a staging point on the way to an immortal hereafter. But what about the others, the ones who see dying as an intermission? Those who believe in a life after life?
What about those who claim a previous existence here on Earth?
The ones like these:
"Oh, my chest, oh my chest"
"I'm ready to go"
[Verse 1: Quelle Chris]
It's funny meetin' you here
We used to fist-fight and crack beers
We both died at 17 that time
One scuffle, one night, we both took a long flight
Before then we were in France in the '50's, suits spiffy
We feelin' like the first hippies
We used to scoot to London, fuck ditties in hotels
That's why we find the movies funny as hell
We was both there
And been here for centuries, times plus
Remember me?
Your clan and my clan protected god-like entities from enemies
Bangin' the same hoes from different time periods
I bagged Diana Dors
You had Lola Elayne Falana
And though they never claim us but, G we been rich and famous
God giveth but the face claimeth
We meet again, old friend
From trading blows in Asia to crossing paths as complete strangers
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