Sarah Silverman - Big Rock Candy Mountain текст песни

In the Big Rock Candy Mountain
There's a land that's fair and bright
Where the dime bags cost a nickle
And the high will last all night

Where the sewer smells like honey
And the whores don't have disease
The roachers look like easter eggs
Malt liquor grows on trees

Where you never get shot
And your skin won't rot

And the HIVs only make you sneeze
In the Big Rock Candy Mountain

Where the gangs all fight with pillows
And the cops hand out fresh bread
The pigeons sing you lullabies
And then doodie on your head

Where you never get shot
And your skin won't rot
And the HIVs only make you sneeze
In the Big Rock Candy Mountain