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The Suffering Bastard

from Blood Cult Bake Sale by Macular Degenerates

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The Suffering Bastard

Ain't nobody need to come around here anymore.
Everybody steer clear of me, what's more.
Don't be asking me to go down and see
to the folks in the cemetery anymore.

I used to not mind taking them flowers.
I used to not be believing in powers.

Ain't nobody need to come around me anymore.
Everybody just steer clear of me, what's more.
Don't be asking me to go down and see
to the plots in the cemetery anymore.

I used to not mind taking the flowers.
I used to not be believing in powers.
I won't tend a grave, I won't tote a wreath.
It ain't got nothin' to do with belief.

All it took was this note
to mess with my head,
what reads like a thank-you note
from the dead.

Ain't nobody need to come around here anymore.
Everybody just steer clear of me, what's more.
Don't be asking me to go down and see
about the folks at the cemetery anymore.

I used to not mind taking the flowers.
I used to not be believing in powers.
I won't tend a grave, I won't tote the wreaths.

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It ain't got no more use for beliefs.

All it took was this note
to mess with my head,
that reads like a thank-you note
from the dead.

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from Blood Cult Bake Sale, released January 1, 2006

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