Robert Pollard - The Ash Gray Proclamation lyrics

Well the shuttle bus is leaving us It has collected 50 souls Who have redefined our roles And in the curtain there are holes So we can see them Look at them go! Well I soaked up a little fire and grease In the name of peace And fats grabbed Applehead From his king size waterbed And Queen Cigarette pronounced him dead So she could free them Look at them go!