Lyrics

Jump for joy Gimme apocalypse I got 20 dollars burning I got a rock in my pocket, I'll come around Don't say nothing when I burn it Jump for joy The seas are rising Still, I gotta make it right I might take a little ride on that Alabama Rocket 59 South feeling so good The strange ways I was living in All the things I was too afraid of saying Drinking the darkness, and that ain't all: I need an illusion Jump for joy See where it gets you Take it to the highway Like Dickey Betts Nothing's a given In the Book of the Dead or the bed of the living