Nimrod's Son - Live at Water Music

[Verse 1]

One night upon my motorcycle through the desert sped

And 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 mother fucker"

[Chorus]

One, two, three...

I shook all night and held her hand

Shock the people, well I'll be damned

Land of plenty, land of fun

To find out I’m Nimrod's son

[Post-Chorus]

Oh, bury me

Far away, please

Bury me

Ha-ha!

The joke is come upon me, that's right

[Verse 2]

In my motorcycle mirror, I think about the life I’ve led

And how my soul's been leaking out the holes where I had bled

My image spoke to me, yes, to me and often said

"You are the son of incestuous union"

[Chorus]

One, two, three...

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 son

[Post-Chorus]

Oh, bury me far away, please

Bury me

The joke is come upon me