[chorus rpt]: Blue skies are fading
[voice over]: High above our earthly maiden
I want you all to meet me at that proverbial railroad station
And together we'll trek across this nuclear nation
For one last trip ...
[chorus]: Blue skies are fading
High above our earthly maiden
I'll meet you at the Palladium
Save me a seat at the stadium
Driving all over in your Range Rover
Treading on patches of fine green clover
Bring your suit, your wine, your flute
And your haircut specific militia recruit
Maybe if you're lucky she'll lick your boot
When you go in for the kill make sure you get the root
[chorus]: Blues skies are fading
Meet me at the railroad station
We'll trek across this nuclear nation
For one last trip, one last vacation
[chorus rpt]: Gonna lick your boot
[voice over]: Licking your boot, baby
Gods behind bars, feeding on stars
Gathering up speed to slingshot around Mars
The greed, the lust, the need
All hell will break loose when they're finally freed
Since back in the day they've been growing like weeds
And now its too late (they've spread their demon seed)
[chorus rpt]: Blue skies are fading
[voice over]: We're done digging up coal, done digging for oil
Oh mama, forgive us -- we've done ruined this soil
We'll trek across this nuclear nation
For one last trip, one last vacation
I wanna frak with you baby
I wanna frak with you baby, come on come on
I wanna frak with you baby
I wanna frak with you baby, come on come on come on come on
Radioactive countdown!
You're tuned in to the CRAZIEST after-world party this side of the post-apocalypse. Starting us off was "I Wanna Frak with You Baby" by Pimp Asteroid. Speaking of heavenly bodies that are out of this world -- got a ride off the rock yet? Orbital condos are going fast. Hurry and reserve now -- space is limited!
[chorus]: Blue skies are fading
Time to climb aboard the space station
I need my dose of radium
Gladiators running loose in the stadium
Yeah baby ... I know you like it like that
Covering you in oil, spreading it all around
It's gonna be real slick
You and me baby, 'til the end of time
Doing it right
credits
from WELCOME TO PURGATORY,
released November 5, 2015
Written, performed and produced by Jim Pastor
Engineered and mastered by John Tabacco
Recorded at Suburban Hermit Studios and JP Studio Live
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