-How did my father die?
49 times, We fought that beast.
Your old Man and Me.
It had a chicken head with duck feet,
With a Woman's face too.
-Aw, that's rad!
And it was waiting in the bushes for us,
Then it ripped of your Dad's face.
He was screaming something awful.
In fact there was this huge mess,
And I had to change the floors.
-The floors?
You see, his blood, it drained into the boards,
And I had to change 'em.
But we all got a Chicken-Duck-Woman thing,
Waiting for us.
Every day I worry all day.
About what's waiting in the bushes of love.
Cause something's waiting in the bushes for us.
Something's waiting in the bushes of love.
Every day I worry all day.
About what's waiting in the bushes of love.
Something's waiting in the bushes for us.
Something's waiting in the bushes of love.
Never knew
My dad
He didn't
Care about me.
Dead horizon,
Is all my macro-binoculars see.
Moisture-Farming
All my life
And not a drop spilt.
My aunt and uncle, double suns,
And sippin' blue milk.
My aunt and uncle, double suns,
I'm sick of blue milk.
But then a desert hobo came and told me,
-We all got Chicken-Duck-Woman thing,
Waiting for us.
Every day I worry all day.
About what's waiting in the bushes of love.
Cause something's waiting in the bushes for us.
Something's waiting in the bushes of love.
Every day I worry all day.
About what's waiting in the bushes of love.
Something's waiting in the bushes for us.
Something's waiting in the bushes of love.
Hold me when I open like a flower.
Hold me right.
Yeah, I ain't had to bake for a girl in a long time,
A long time.
-I think my cooking's awesome.
I've got her picture in my photo wagon.
-Ha ha, keep it poppin'.
She'd probably love to Honky tonk.
(She'd probably love to Honky tonk.)
That's what I said.
I used to ride,
Across the desert.
You know, I used to glide,
On my speeder.
Pray that I don't find,
What I don't wanna find.
Waitin' for me 'round the corner,
Oh no, no.
I used to ride,
Across the desert.
You know, I used to glide,
On my speeder.
Pray that I don't find any more,
-Crispy bodies by the door.
49 times, yeah it was 49 times.
And now it might be waiting for you.
Could hiding behind that scrap pile.
-That's just a big cow.
I know you really want someone to hold you,
But we all got a Chicken-Duck-Woman thing,
Waiting for us.
Every day I worry all day.
About what's waiting in the bushes of love.
Cause something's waiting in the bushes for us.
Something's waiting in the bushes of love.
Every day I worry all day.
About what's waiting in the bushes of love.
Something's waiting in the bushes for us.
Something's waiting in the bushes of love.
Every day I worry all day.
About what's waiting in the bushes of love.
Something's waiting in the bushes for us.
Something's waiting in the bushes of love.
Every day I worry all day.
About what's waiting in the bushes of love.
Something's waiting in the bushes for us.
Something's waiting in the bushes of love.
I used to ride,
Across the desert.
You know, I used to glide,
On my speeder.
Pray that I don't find, What I don't wanna find.
Waitin' for me 'round the corner,
Oh no, no.

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