Letra de Nimrod's Son (Live from Coachella, Indio, CA. May 1st, 2004)
Eh (hold on) It's really hot today, huh Alright Hello Joe, look at youOne night upon my motorcycle through the desert sped And I smashed my body so that all my friends thought I was dead My sister held me close and whispered to my bleeding head "You are the son of a motherfucker" One, two, three, fourI shook all night and I held her hand Shocked, repeating, "Well, I'll be damned" Land of plenty, land of fun To find out, I'm Nimrod's sonOh, bury me, far away, please Bury me Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha The joke has come upon meIn my motorcycle mirror, I think about the life I've led And how my soul did leak in all the holes where I had bled My image spoke to me, yes, to me, it often said "You are the son of incestuous union"Now my head is clear, my roof has walls My daughter's pure, my son is tall Land of plenty, land of fun To find out, I'm Nimrod's sonOh, bury me far away, please Bury meThe joke has come upon me, why?