Текст песни Maybe When I Die, Then I'll Meet Elvis

Yeah! Slippin' the vein Gimme the vein And give me the Bitches and birds And maggots ? And what the fuck In a lifeline People do it all the time Scary shit that I face So it's gonna make another enemy So it's gonna make another friend of me Take, take, take all you can Cos a message from God And it's another dead man Maybe when I die then I'll meet Elvis Til then no, no Maybe then I'll get an explanation Til then no, no Scrapin' the trap And gimme the crap And wanted just It's easy to hear I'm getting it dear It's ludicrous In the air In the downtown parking lot Parties are always found Someone had to call to make an enemy Someone had to call to make a friend of me And if it's dead and it's run out of uses The only way to get rid of excuses Maybe when I die then I'll meet Elvis Til then no, no Maybe then I'll get an explanation Til then no, no Yeah! Four more times to say And here we go again Speakin' new waves Who the hell owes The difference And whether it is And whether it's not It isn't it Either way the same can't be said But the man's of the holy dead Why would anybody want an enemy Why would anybody get a vasectomy Cutting it off And get another to last But if you wanna be someone You gotta be someone Maybe when I die then I'll meet Elvis Til then no, no Maybe then I'll get an explanation Til then no, no (x2)