Byos lyrics

I met mata hariShe was in no hurryThe firing squad had their guns in the airMy invitation said 'Bring your own shovel'I brought my own shovelB Y O SBring your own shovel and shovel up the messOh, lately all my friendsClip their teeth with nail clippersThey want them much straighter, much nicer, more evenWell I thought I'd do something nasty as wellI brought my own shovel, dug up this here wellThen i shuffled my feet and i sniffed at the smellsThen i dropped in some horses and dropped in some sheepThen i cuddled up my grandma put her in there to sleepThen i licked up the envelope in it i sentAll the bones and the bones and the braids from my hairOh, oh, and darling I'm all shook up nowOh oh, baby I'm all shook up nowOh, oh, darling I'm all shook upBring your own shovelBring your own shovelBring your own shovelB Y O SBring your own shovelBring your own shovelBring your own shovelB Y O SB Y O SB Y O SB Y OB Y OB Y O S