Jedidiah
Five left, one right, washed up on
Jedidiah
Paperboys got nothing to deliver on
Six feet washed up on the shore
They used to dance, but maybe not no more
Well, I never felt sorry for an oceanographer
Bodies making money like a new pornographer
There arms and legs won't make it to you
Like a five-star mummy in a three striped shoe on
Jedidiah
Five left, one right, washed up on
Jedidiah
Paperboys got nothing to deliver on
I need it good I need it cheap, but don't make me beg
I got the brain of a tramp, but can't feel my legs
Well, I never felt sorry for an oceanographer
Bodies making money like a new pornographer
There arms and legs won't make it to you
Like a five-star mummy in a three striped shoe
They moved to the island to escape the race
Memorized every name memorized every face
Till one day knock, knock, knock, knock on your door
You know who's feet these are?
Who's not gonna dance no more?
Jedidiah
Jedidiah
Jedidiah
Jedidiah
They moved to the island to escape the race
Memorized every name memorized every face
Till one day knock, knock, knock, knock on your door
You know who's feet these are?
Who's not gonna dance no more?
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