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Hitch a ride on St. Peters crossHitch a ride on St. Peters crossClever knock on the headAnd II amCan't tell you why I'm lateRather be dead than in bedYour lovely heads openBlood gushingAnd face in the canI alwaysEat the apple of both my eyesMake up's little children's drawingsI'm an odd period in happy livesAt the service they'll surely sayLovely man a perfect lieCaught a tan from the devils desireHe wouldn't make it here aliveHitch a ride on St. Peters crossCaught a ride on St. Peters crossPut a thumb in the airAnd I smile for you allDead boy deadDead boyDead boy deadDead Aus Songtexte Mania