While I was on tour with a band back in the day
We were always on the hunt for some place safe to stay
We met a weird dude on the island of Grenada
Among lots of other things he had a pet cicada
This is the end
My only friend the end
You're being mean my friend
One hundred dollars to spend
It screamed its f*cking head off at all hours of the night
No reaction from the dude as if everything's all right
We filmed him saying quatro and then we tried to leave
Then we figured out, that he had something up his sleeve
This is the end
My only friend the end
You're being mean my friend
One hundred dollars to spend
He made our sober drummer steal and lie and drink
Sounds like no big deal but it's much worse than you think
He sewed my mouth closed shut with twine from children's hair
If my nose becomes congested I can't come up for air.
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While I was on tour with a band back in the day
We were always on the hunt for some place safe to stay
We met a weird dude on the island of Grenada
Among lots of other things he had a pet cicada
This is the end
My only friend the end
You're being mean my friend
One hundred dollars to spend
It screamed its f*cking head off at all hours of the night
No reaction from the dude as if everything's all right
We filmed him saying quatro and then we tried to leave
Then we figured out, that he had something up his sleeve
This is the end
My only friend the end
You're being mean my friend
One hundred dollars to spend
He made our sober drummer steal and lie and drink
Sounds like no big deal but it's much worse than you think
He sewed my mouth closed shut with twine from children's hair
If my nose becomes congested I can't come up for air.
We were always on the hunt for some place safe to stay
We met a weird dude on the island of Grenada
Among lots of other things he had a pet cicada
This is the end
My only friend the end
You're being mean my friend
One hundred dollars to spend
It screamed its f*cking head off at all hours of the night
No reaction from the dude as if everything's all right
We filmed him saying quatro and then we tried to leave
Then we figured out, that he had something up his sleeve
This is the end
My only friend the end
You're being mean my friend
One hundred dollars to spend
He made our sober drummer steal and lie and drink
Sounds like no big deal but it's much worse than you think
He sewed my mouth closed shut with twine from children's hair
If my nose becomes congested I can't come up for air.
Writer: Nathan Ammons
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