Also an opening for “Pharma” to ply their trade of poisoned vaccines and medicines that just happen to have side effects and the never ending cycle of down the tubes as one medicine fixes what another creates, and on and on
And when I die, and when I’m gone
There’ll be one big funeral
But it won’t be as long as John’s
He mighta been scared of dying
And I don’t really care
If a week-long touring funeral
Was planned out by McStain
If it’s peace he found in dying
And if dying time is here
Just ventilate his coffin
‘Cause it’s hot way down there
I hear that it’s hot way down there
Yeah, crazy hot way down there