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Band: Woodbox Gang
Album: Wormwood
Black Yodel No. 7
VERSE 1
D G D
An angel rode the bus home
Bb C D
I believed her wings were broken
D G D
She asked me the time of day
Bb C D
I asked if she was joking
D G D
She smiled like a woman
Bb C D
And her tricks were turning
D G D
I smiled like a baby
Bb C D
And felt my body burning
CHORUS
F D
La di di da
F D
Yodelayheehoo
G D
There's people in me head sayin'
A D
Yodelaaaaaayheehoo
VERSE 2
She asked how I was doing
Not expecting me to answer
I said fairly well
Doctors say I killed the cancer
Itâs going out of style
She inquired about the flavor
I said it wasnât mine
It was in my next door neighbor
VERSE 3
I scratched my big red nose
As the wind blew through my beard
If I shave too often
My face looks really weird
She pulled out her bandana
It wasnât dirty or red
Even though inside held
A severed shrunken head
VERSE 4
I stared like a creep
Into those tiny eyes
And then one winked at me
As the other began to cry
She started laughing
And tickling its chin
Like it was a baby
Or newborn kitten
VERSE 5
I pulled out my cell phone
It melted in my hand
She pulled out a bottle
And fed the little man
I dinged the dinger
The bus came to a stop
She said thank you sir
This is where I get off
VERSE 6
I swallowed my vomit
So casual and discreet
But the taste of eggs and mushrooms
Sent it splattered on my feet
I ran for the exit
The driver hit the breaks
I screamed like a woman
I didnât say thanks
VERSE 7
I wanted to sneeze
Then I wanted to shave
I wanted to steal her head
And put him in a grave
Iâm glad her wings are broken
I hope they turn to dust
I'm gonna learn to drive a car
And never take the bus
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