Lyrics:

Bob Rivers - O Come All Ye Grateful Deadheads
o Come, All Ye Grateful,
deadheads To The Concert.
o Come, Grateful Deadheads,
and Camp In The Street.
bring Rolling Papers,
don't Forget Your Sleeping Bags.
o Come Get Us Some Floor Seats,
we've Followed Them For Four Weeks,
o Come Get Us Some Floor Seats,
to See The Lord.
o Come, All Ye Hippies,
throwbacks To The Sixties.
paint Flowers On Your Van,
and Don't Wash Your Feet.
wear Your Bell-Bottoms,
and Your Tie-Dye T-Shirts.
o Come Let Us Adore Them,
we've Quit Our Day Jobs For Them,
o Come Let Us Adore, Them,
garcia's The Lord