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from The Arista Years

"Hell in a Bucket" is track #10 on the album The Arista Years. It was written by Brent Mydland;bob Weir;john Perry Barlow.
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Well I was drinkin' last night with a biker
And I showed him a picture of you
I said, "Pal get to know her, you'll like her"
Seemed like the least I could do

'Cause when he's chargin' his chopper
Up and down your carpeted halls
You will think I am dressed up quite proper
Never mind how I stumble and fall
Never mind how I stumble and fall

You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot
For taste of your elegant pride
I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe
But at least I'm enjoying the ride, at least I'm enjoy the ride, yeah
At least I'm enjoy the ride, yeah

Miss sweet little softcore pretender
Somehow, babe, it got as hot as it gets
With her black leather and gold spike suspenders
And your chain, your black whip and pets

Well we know you're the reincarnation
Of the Revenius Catherine the Great
And we know how you love the ovation
And the scene that it seems to create, yeah
And the scene that it seems to create

You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot
For taste of your elegant pride
I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe
But at least I'm enjoying the ride, at least Im enjoy the ride, yeah
At least I'm enjoy the ride

You analyze me, tend to despise me
You laugh when I stumble and fall

There may come a day, I will dance on your grave
Even unable to dance I'll crawl across it
Unable to dance, I'll crawl
Unable to dance, I'll crawl, yeah

You must really consider the circus
It just might be your kind of zoo
I can't think of a place that's more perfect
For a person as perfect as you

And it's not like I'm leaving you lonely
'Cause I wouldn't know where to begin
Well I know that you wake me only
When the snakes come marching in, yeah
When the snakes come marching in

You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot
For taste of your elegant pride
I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe
But at least I'm enjoying the ride, at least I'm enjoy the ride
Ride, ride, ride, ride

At least I'm enjoy the ride
Ride, ride, ride, ride
At least I'm enjoy the ride
Ride, ride
At least I'm enjoy the ride
Ride, ride
At least I'm enjoy the ride

Ride, ride, ride
At least I'm enjoy the ride
Ride, ride
At least I'm enjoy the ride
At least I'm enjoy the ride
At least I'm enjoy the ride

At least I'm enjoy the ride
At least I'm enjoy the ride
Ride, ride
At least I'm enjoy the ride

Songwriters
Brent Mydland;Bob Weir;John Perry Barlow

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ICE NINE PUBLISHING CO., INC.

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