Grateful Dead: Hell in a bucket

Well I was drinkin' last night with a bikerAnd I showed him a picture of youI said, "Pal get to know her, you'll like herSeemed like the least I could do.Cause when he's chargin' his chopperUp and down your carpeted hallsYou will think I am dressed up quite properNever mind how I stumble and fall.You imagine me sipping champagne from your bootFor taste of your elegant prideI may be going to hell in a bucket, babeBut at least I'm enjoying the ride, at least I'll enjoy theride.Cause you're a sweet little softcore pretenderSomehow, babe, it got as hot as it getsWith her black leather and gold spike suspendersAnd your chain, your black whip and pets.Well we know you're the reincarnationOf the infamous Catherine the GreatAnd we know how you love the ovationAnd the scene that it seems to create.You imagine me sipping champagne from your bootFor taste of your elegant prideI may be going to hell in a bucket, babeBut at least I'm enjoying the ride, at least I'll enjoy theride.You analyze me, tend to despise meYou laugh when I stumble and fallThere may come a say when I'll dance on your graveUnable to dance I'll still crawl across itUnable to dance I'll still crawlUnable to dance I'll still crawlUnable to dance I'll crawl.You must really consider the circusIt just might be your kind of zooI can't think of a place that's more perfectFor a person as perfect as you.And it's not like I'm leaving you lonelyCause I wouldn't know where to beginWell I know you wake up here onlyWhen the snakes come marching in.You imagine me sipping champagne from your bootFor taste of your elegant prideI may be going to hell in a bucket, babeBut at least I'm enjoying the ride, at least I'll enjoy theride.Ride, ride, rideRide, ride, rideRide, ride, rideAt least I'll enjoy the ride.At least I'll enjoy the ride.AT LEAST I'LL ENJOY THE RIDE.