Bullet Frank Black and the Catholics
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All right
I like that
How you do that, Scott?
Like what's-his-name, man
Drummer of...what's his name?
Excuse me now, I've got a call
I'll take this call from Valhalla
Please tell my friends from outer space
You are my son, you'll take my place
And if the revolution comes
I've got some good friends there
Take my place, after all, you are my son
You take the moon, I'll take the sun
And, by the way, if the revolution comes
Please take my rifles and take my guns
A single bullet loaded in each one
And if you don't like my melody
I'll sing it in a major key
I'll sing it very happily
But if everybody is all aboard
Let's take it back to that minor chord
I like that
How you do that, Scott?
Like what's-his-name, man
Drummer of...what's his name?
Excuse me now, I've got a call
I'll take this call from Valhalla
Please tell my friends from outer space
You are my son, you'll take my place
And if the revolution comes
I've got some good friends there
Take my place, after all, you are my son
You take the moon, I'll take the sun
And, by the way, if the revolution comes
Please take my rifles and take my guns
A single bullet loaded in each one
And if you don't like my melody
I'll sing it in a major key
I'll sing it very happily
But if everybody is all aboard
Let's take it back to that minor chord
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