Loony Tune for the Moon

When General Gunfire sows the pain

Sandpaper sprouts on childish eyes

And when bitchy preacher sucks your brain

There's powder of six guns, hate delights

Dear Lord

Every foggy Sunday, I got the blues

Now you're so far

Death is so near

Mother, tell me the reason why you gave me birth

'Cause every fucking seventh day I cannot choose

Don't wanna be the winner

Don't wanna be a liar

I just wanna know the truth before the boom

Here's my loony tune for the moon

If John is the walrus, walrus

You can't be yourself, dark slavery, my friend

Too many blacks secrets in the sky

Your life is a strange spell to the end

'Til the end of human lie

Dear Lord

Every foggy Sunday, I got the blues

Now you're so far

Death is so near

Father, please be kind, go and tell your horse

'Cause every fucking seventh day is lost and loose

Don't wanna be the leader

Don't wanna be a liar

I just wanna know the truth before the boom

Hear my loony tune for the moon