900 by The Breeders Lyrics

We've tables and chairs
And holy books for all
We've knives and forks
And a thousand miles to go

My brother
I do

900 to go
One down
900
One down
Twenty five to go

Bad dog is barking
When snow meets the sea
900 to go
One down

900
When it's time
Brother
Bury me
In my clothes