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Texan Book of the Dead (Live in Flint)

So you say you want to go to heaven

Well, I got the plans

'Cause it walks like the Sasquatch

And it breeds like Kubla KhanIn original dialect

It's really quite cryptical

There are many copies around

But this, my man is the original, yeahIt's given me powers

But kept me low

Many have scorned this

Modern day Pharisees fat with espressosBe leary of Timothy

Clear light and all that

If you want light, go stare at the sun

Hell, that boy don't know crapIf you want to know paradise

You want to know hell

Want to drink that cool clear liquor

Better dig a little deeper in the well, my manIf you want to know paradise

You want to know hell

Want to drink that cool clear liquor

Better dig a little deeper in the well, my manYou want a mantra?

You want to know?

You want that mantra?

Well, here you goOne for the money

Two for the show

And a knick knack paddy wack

Give the Lord a hand clapOoee ooahah twingtwang wallawalla bingbang

Ooee ooahah twingtwang wallawalla bingbang, oh yeah

Ooee ooahah, B I N G O

Ooee ooahah, E I E I OStill want that mantra?

Still want to know?

Still want that mantra?

Well, here you goIt is written

I have spoken

So put this in your pipe

And smoke itOoee ooahah twingtwang wallawalla bingbang

Ooee ooahah twingtwang wallawalla bingbang, oh yeah

Ooee ooahah, B I N G O

Ooee ooahah, E I E I O[Incomprehensible]

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