Looks like america`s dropped her load
she was ready to explode
I could not see her from up here
`cause she was lyin` in the road
my head`s in the ground
I can`t make a sound
my head`s in the ground
Looks like america`s dropped her load
she tried to call me on the telephone
"eveything is fine now the baby`s here!"
she`ll have to handle this one on her own
my head`s in the ground
I can`t make a sound
the priests were all stoned
california was in my mind
and love was a game that we played
my head`s in the ground
I can`t make a sound
the priests were all stoned
the fact that you moaned
my head`s in the ground (repeat)
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