Busdriver Imaginary Places

Lyrics: I m just here to hold your hand when you die And to show you around imaginary places Put money lumps in my bloody stump And I will have a smile that s a perfect circle Die in your sleep with the sky at your feet I ll shoot you when you re happy, on the day that you will find peace How do you do I don t know I m okay Every person I know is a secret service agent Because I ve been accused of lewd conduct Stole the heart of a prude prom slut And they got the warrant for my arrest to put me in The loon