Letra de Texan Book of the Dead
So you say you want to go to Heaven Well I got the plans It walks like the Sasquatch And it breeds like Kubla KhanIn original dialect It's really quite cryptical There are many copies around But this, my man, is the original, yeahIt's given me powers But kept me low Many have scorned this Modern day Pharisees, fat with espressosBe leary of Timothy Clear light and all that If you want light go stare at the sun Hell, that boy don't know crapIf you want to know Paradise And you want to know Hell Want to drink that cool clear liquor Better dig a little deeper in the well, my friendIf you want to know Paradise And you want to know Hell Want to drink that cool clear liquor Better dig a little deeper in the well, my friendYou want a mantra? You want to know? You want that mantra? Well here you goOne for the money Two for the show And a knickknackpaddywack Give a dog a handjobOoeeooahahtwingtwangwallawallabingbang Ooeeooahahtwingtwangwallawallabingbang, oh yeah Ooeeooahah, B-I-N-G-O Ooeeooahah E-I-E-I-OStill want that mantra? Still want to know? Still want that mantra? Well here you goIt is written God has spoken So put this in your pipe and smoke itOoeeooahahtwingtwangwallawallabingbang Ooeeooahahtwingtwangwallawallabingbang, oh yeah Ooeeooahah, B-I-N-G-O Ooeeooahah E-I-E-I-O