The End

The edge of earth
So sweet and brown
My London Bridge
Keeps falling down, down, down, down
I'll plant a seed inside their brain
Can't help what happens
When it rains
The edge of earth's
Where I'll be found
And when I swallow down
The pills
I'll float upon the greenest hill-side, side, side
If god is real where is she found
Inside my heart I hear him loud
You should assume
I've done my best
Now put my bod to rest
Now put my bod to rest
Put my bod to rest
Put my bod to rest