We're goin' down the road towards tiny cities made of ashes
I'm gonna' hit you on the face, I'm gonna' punch you in your glasses. Oh no!
I just got a message that said "Yeah, hell is freezin' over."
I Got a phone call from the Lord sayin', "Hey boy get a sweater. Right now."
So we're drinkin', drinkin', drinkin', drinkin', coca-coca-cola
I can feel it rollin' right on down, oh right on down my throat. (Modest Mouse)

We're goin' down the road towards tiny cities made of ashes I'm gonna' hit you on the face, I'm gonna' punch you in your glasses. Oh no! I just got a message that said "Yeah, hell is freezin' over." I Got a phone call from the Lord sayin', "Hey boy get a sweater. Right now." So we're drinkin', drinkin', drinkin', drinkin', coca-coca-cola I can feel it rollin' right on down, oh right on down my throat.

Modest Mouse

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