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Here comes a joe with a bag full of snow Hell make you scream inside With his wide brim hat and his Cadillac Hell take you for a riii-ide, oh baby Long ago youd have sold your mothers soul To the man on the street But now you sell a night of love, pretty baby To the people you meet Your old man cant supply the both of you You should know damn well So the next time that your junk, baby, it runs out You broke the night in hell, Oh you broke the night in helllll Your good nightmare is a junkies dream Your good nightmare is a junkies (Ooooooooooo) dreammmm Oh Ho no (Ooooooooooo) And dont you worry little baby (Ooooooooooo) Some day youll see it snow (Ooooooooooo) Ohhh Your good nightmare is a junkies dream Your good nightmare Oh is a standin outside in the rain Suitcase in her hand Wheels gettin cold and a shes getting old And oh God dont you understand A junkie has no promise that a hell get by Without pumpin his veins So go sell your soul for a bag full of snow And if your lucky youll die in vain And if your lucky youll die in vain, Lord, Lord Oooooh yeahhh oh Yeahhhh ohhhhh lorrrrd