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looks like america's dropped her load
she was ready to explode
i could not see her from up here
cuz 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
"everything 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)