Bona Drag 3

Hope they feed my body to a tree and not a grave
Hope they send my ashes into deepest darkest space
With the monkey from the cover of the Doolittle case
Hope they make me into something more than more waste
Sad drives back from the casino with negative pay
Listening to Phil Elverum every day
Sometimes I feel as if I need to punch shitty people
I have seen the Juggalo painted faces of evil
I have seen a crack cookie cooking dirty needles
I have seen a glass stem hold a mini-rose
Through a foggy 7-11 window
Behind the counter one can hear
The beautiful jazzy warble of Rhodes
Hovering there over a shotgun fully loaded
Pretty sure this music cannot mend my broken bones
Pretty sure this music will not heal your broken bones
They ask me what it sounds like in Europe, I don't know
Christmas dinner ask me what it sound like I don't know
Just promise that you love me like my Bona Drag tape
Baby, I still love you like my Bona Drag tape