Cleo’s Ferry Cemetery

There's a cemetery deep below the sea
Theres a space reserved for a fool like me
It's the last thing that I'll do
I will tell them I'm with you

In the arms of grace when we finally die
Will we ascend to a place made of clouds on high
At the gates they'll show you through
If they ask me, I'm with you

Or I'll call your name
As my lungs expire
Through the sulfur flames of a lake of fire
It's the last thing that I'll do
I will tell them I'm with you

Time, you're with me all the time

There's a cemetery deep below the sea
Where I'll hide from news of the G.O.P
As the clocks spins sweetly on
Will you quote me when I'm gone

If a hebrew face and a nehru suit
And a tongue-loose taste of the serpents fruit
Is the last thing that you see
Will you tell them you're with me?

And I'll lay down on the hills on the judgement day
That formed such a man from a lump of clay
If they ask me who's to blame
There again I'll speak your name

Time, you're with me all the time

There's a cemetery deep below the sea
And a place in Hell for my friends and me
Should they ask me what got me through
If they ask me, It was you