Woorden: Harper Roy. The Methane Zone.

Early one morning
I was on my way to sleep
Early one morning
I was on my way to sleep
When I let one out
It was more than I could keep
In my time of dying
I don't want nobody to moan
In my time of dying
I don't want nobody to moan
Cos I'll still be alive

In the methane zone
Meet me sweet Jesus meet me
Meet me in the middle of air
Meet me sweet Jesus meet me
Meet me in the middle of air
If my wings should fail me Lord
My ass will get me there