Lyrics
Jim Jones, where're you blowin? Can they all decide it?
Jim Jones, Can they find your bones? Can they find delighted?
Jim Jones where're your frozen bones? Can they all get excited?
Jim Jones where're your frozen bones? Can you keep them divided?
I can't decide it why I am divided. Wanted to find it. Who decides it?
You? Well. All the nights I waited for you up by the phone. Couldn't see you
home. The Idiot in me is trying to cry so passively; defining. Wading through
waters, still residing where waterfalls fall down, down, down. Jim Jones,
where're your bones? Did they all remind you? Jim Jones where're your
clones? Did they ever find you? Jime Jones where're your frozen ones?
Can they ever search you? Jim Jones, all the frozen ones, can they ever
hurt you? I remember when I was so young. Making music in my head so
fun. All the words that war in my mind..just trying to find the people alone.
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