Jesus walked right by you and you didn't give a shit
Andy killed an animal, he killed it with his hand
And gave it all to me because I was a woman then
I remember Clay was turning blue from some disease
He picked up in London in the 1470's
Got to laugh at Lloyd, he will deny it to his death
That he's the one who never could extract that pound of flesh
Hey, where's Raquel? Isn't she here?
No, I haven't seen her for one million years.
Hey, what's her problem? She dug that ground?
No, some of us just take a little more time to come around.
All my friends are coming round just like they always are
Sometimes it takes a lifetime to remember who they are
Oh, but I'm beat this time, I think I woke up too soon
I hope you will forgive me if I'm gone this afternoon
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"Come Around" as written by Guy Kyser
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