Album: Balcony Cigarettes
We’re gonna hitchhike from here to the stars
With a blind man driving the car
We’re gonna hitchhike from here to the stars
A little luck a lot of heart is gonna take us far
I can never die
I grow wings when I fall
I’ll wear a meat skirt and swim with the sharks
I’ll bath in gasoline and go looking for sparks
I’ll jerk of without locking the door
And I’ll sleep in a tent down on highway four
I can never die I grow wings when I fall
I’ll walk up to Tyson and call him ma’m
I’ll go window shopping in Amsterdam
I’ll put lipstick on and a padded brah
I’m gonna shave my chest with a chainsaw
I’m gonna go down town and find me a fight
Cause there’s no holding back, no holding back
I can never die.