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Prick - In My Time Of Dying lyrics
Oh yeah!
 Oh, in my time of dying, oh, want nobody to mourn 
 All I want for you to do is take my body home 
 Take it home...
 Well, well, well, so I can die easy
 Well, well, well, so I can die easy
 I can die easy.
*incoherant distant talking from a very drunken Zakk*
 Jesus, gonna make up my dyin' bed.
 Loord, Meet me, Jesus, meet me. Oh, Meet me in the middle of the air 
 If my wings should fail me, Lord. Oh, please meet me with another pair 
 Well, well, well, so I can die easy
 Well, well, well, so I can die easy
 Lord, Yeah!
Jesus, gonna make up.. somebody, somebody... 
 Jesus gonna make up... Jesus gonna make you my dyin' bed Prick - In My Time Of Dying - http://motolyrics.com/prick/in-my-time-of-dying-lyrics.html
 Saint Peter, at the gates of heaven... Oh, Won't you just let me in 
 I never did no harm. Lord...
 Ohhhhh, yeah
 Never did you no wrong
 Ooooooooo No wrong!
I've only been this young once. I never thought I'd do anybody no wrong 
 No, not once. 
 Lord, I musta done somebody good,
 I see their smiling face.
 Yeah I see your face child!
 Ohhhhh.......
 Oh my Jesus
 Oh my Jesus
 Oh my Jesus
 Oh my Jesus
Oh yeah, Oh I'm gonna make it my dyin' day,
 Yup.













