my aunt gracie has dementia never met her and she stood me up but it s fine i don t mind i m not gonna die just yet so don t call the last trumpet eileen is right beside me and i think she s lost her head again as her eyes gleam wild it ll be ok i know she ll wanna be friends again so gimme the keys to the car i ll drive we ll drive right into the ocean weaving and a bobbing and a kissing the notion it s not how it s supposed to be we shouldn t have to run for our lives don t know what you re saying with your garbage stink and your god in your hands and your thousand bands and retirement plans and you re off and you re on and you re off and you re on on on on on it doesn t have to be so tough going down south got my lizard suit boys but you don t judge me i m running this game way out on the street got the marks on my boots and my hands oooh wa doing little things that will get me to spread pretty far this side that side little bird you got me doping people down got your winner in sight my knife my knife isn t in your back no one ever gets to decide your life is simple enough ooh wa ooh wa ooh wa we shouldn t have to run for our lives i m swimming inside your brainwaves the water is nice it s a safe place and you re off and you re on and you re off and you re on on on on on it doesn t have to be so tough 