Bolivia '95

Doctorie
Give me a C for this
Babaloo

Opiate me
With that key, doctor
Babaloo

Please, don't you laugh, doc
Manos arriba
Bien

With springs ticking
Less than two feet
From your chin

Lemon Bloody Cola
Lemon Bloody Cola
Lemon Bloody Cola
Gonna sponge you down
Gonna sponge you down

Save the crops and the bodies from illness
From pestilence, hunger and war
I journey each night like a Saint
To stand on this straw floor
And our uniforms are loose
They look flimsy
Night black shadows
Under the peaks of our caps
Shaved up to August
I still hear
Babaloo
Babaloo

Lemon Bloody Cola
Lemon Bloody Cola
Lemon Bloody Cola
Gonna sponge you down
Gonna sponge you down

Hey you
Hey you
This isn't through

Opiate me
Just for me with my
Babaloo

Please, don't you laugh?
Manos arriba
Bien

Again and again
Again and again

Lemon Bloody Cola
Lemon Bloody Cola
Lemon Bloody Cola
Gonna sponge you down
Gonna sponge you down

I journey tonight I'm a saint
To stand on this straw floor

The tiles speckling
Darker and darker
Around my feet