The End

The edge of earth

So sweet and brown

My London Bridge

Keeps falling down, down, down, down

I'll plant a seed inside their brain

Can't help what happens

When it rains

The edge of earth's

Where I'll be found

And when I swallow down

The pills

I'll float upon the greenest hill-side, side, side

If god is real where is she found

Inside my heart I hear him loud

You should assume

I've done my best

Now put my bod to rest

Now put my bod to rest

Put my bod to rest

Put my bod to rest