Bolivia '95

Doctorie, give me a C

for this babaloo

Opiate me with that key, doctor

babaloo

Please, don't you laugh doc

Manos arriba bien

With springs tickling

less than two feet

from your chin

Lemon Bloody Cola

Lemon Bloody Cola

Lemon Bloody Cola

gonna sponge you down

gonna sponge you down

Save the crops and the bodies

from illness

from pestilence hunger and war

I journey each night like a Saint

to stand on this straw floor

our uniforms are loose

they look flimsy

night black shadows

under the peaks of our caps

shaved up to Augost

I still hear them singing

babaloo

babaloo

Lemon Bloody Cola

Lemon Bloody Cola

Lemon Bloody Cola

gonna sponge you down

gonna sponge you down

Hey you

Hey you

This isn't through

Opiate me

just for

me

with my

babaloo

please dont you laugh?

Manos arriba bien

again and again

again and again

Lemon Bloody Cola

Lemon Bloody Cola

Lemon Bloody Cola

gonna sponge you down

gonna sponge you down

I journey tonight I'm a saint

to stand on this straw floor

The tiles speckling

darker and darker

around my feet