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The holiday song


by Pixies. Buy album CD: Wave Of Mutilation: The Best Of The Pixies


One night upon my motorcycle through the desert spead
And smashed my body so that all my friends thought I was dead
My sister held me close and whispered to my bleeding head
"You are the son of a mother fucker"

One two three four

I shook all night and held her hand
Chocolate people well I'll be damned
Land of plenty, land of fun
To find out I'm Nimrod's son

Oh bury me
Far away please
Bury me

Ha-haaa
The joke has come upon me

In my motorcycle mirror I think about the life I've led
And how my soul's been aking all the holes where I have bled
My image spoke to me, yes to me and often said
"You are the son of incestuous union"

One two three

Now my head is clear
My luke hands washed
My daughter's pure
My son is tall
Land of plenty, land of fun
To find out I'm Nimrod's son

Oh bury me
Far away please
Bury me

Ha-ha Ha-ha
The joke has come upon me



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Album: Wave Of Mutilation: The Best Of The Pixies (2004) Lyrics
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  1. Alec eiffel
  2. Allison
  3. Bone machine
  4. Broken face
  5. Caribou
  6. Debaser
  7. Dig for fire
  8. Gigantic
  9. Here comes your man
  10. Hey
  11. Into the white
  12. Monkey gone to heaven
  13. Nimrod's son
  14. Planet of sound
  15. Tame
  16. The holiday song
  17. U-mass
  18. Vamos
  19. Velouria
  20. Wave of mutilation
  21. Where is my mind?
  22. Winterlong

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