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Hell In a Bucket
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[Verse 1]
Well, I was drinkin' last night with a biker
And I showed him a picture of you
I said, Pal, get to know her, you'll like her
Seemed like the least I could do
'Cause when he's chargin' his chopper
Up and down your carpeted halls
You will think me, by contrast, quite proper
Never mind how I stumble and fall
Never mind how I stumble and fall
[Verse 2]
You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot
For a taste of your elegant pride
I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe
But at least I'm enjoying the ride
Least I'm enjoying the ride
Yeah, least I'm enjoying the ride
Yeah
[Verse 3]
Now this sweet little soft-core pretender
Somehow, babe, it got hot as it gets
With her black leather and gold spike suspenders
Her chair and her whip and her pets
[Verse 4]
Well, we know you're the reincarnation
Of the ravenous Catherine the Great
And we know how you love the ovations
And the Z-rated scenes you create
Yeah, Z-rated scenes you create
[Verse 5]
You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot
For a taste of your elegant pride
I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe
But at least I'm enjoying the ride
Least I'm enjoying the ride
Yeah, least I'm enjoying the ride
[Verse 6]
You analyze me, tend to despise me
You laugh when I stumble and fall
There may come a day I will dance on your grave
If unable to dance, I will crawl 'cross it
Unable to dance I will crawl
Yeah, unable to dance, I'll crawl
Yeah
[Verse 7]
You must really consider the circus
It just might be your kind of zoo
I can't think of a place that's more perfect
For a person as perfect as you
[Verse 8]
And it's not like I'm leaving you lonely
'Cause I wouldn't know where to begin
Well I know that you think of me only
When the snakes come marching in
Yeah, when the snakes come marching in
[Verse 9]
You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot
For a taste of your elegant pride
I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe
But at least I'm enjoying the ride
Least I'm enjoying the ride
Ride, ride, ride, ride
Least I'm enjoying the ride
Ride, ride, ride, ride
Least I'm enjoying the ride
Ride, ride
Least I'm enjoying the ride
Ride, ride
Least I'm enjoying the ride
Ride, ride, ride,
Least I'm enjoying the ride
Ride, ride
Least I'm enjoying the ride
Least I'm enjoying the ride
Least I'm enjoying the ride
Least I'm enjoying the ride
Least I'm enjoying the ride
Ride, ride
Least I'm enjoying the ride
Written by: Bob Weir, Brent Mydland, John Barlow
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