[Verse 1]
One night upon my motorcycle through the desert sped
And smashed my body so that all my friends thought I was dead
My sister held me close and whispered to my bleeding head
"You are the son of a mother fucker"

[Bridge]
(One, two, three)
I shook all night and held her hand
Shock the people, well, I'll be damned
Land of plenty, land of fun
To find out I'm Nimrod's son

[Chorus]
Oh, bury me
Far away, please
Bury me

[Post=Chorus]
Ha-haaa
The joke is come upon me

[Verse 2]
In my motorcycle mirror, I think about the life I've led
And how my soul's been leaking out the holes where I had bled
My image spoke to me, yes, to me and often said
"You are the son of incestuous union"
[Bridge]
(One, two, three)
Now my head is clear, my roof has walls
My daughter's pure, my son is tall
Land of plenty, land of fun
To find out I'm Nimrod's son

[Chorus]
Oh, bury me far away, please
Bury me

[Post-Chorus]
Ha-ha aaaah
The joke is come upon me