She drove it like she stole it,
She stole it fast and with a multitude of casualties.
She said "I shipped it out from Boulder. Packed in coffee grounds and wrapped around in dryer sheets"
We spent a few months just wandering the Sonoma
High as hell and shivering and smashed
We were trying for a vision quest, we opened up three buttons, and all we saw was desert trash.
It's a funny bit of chemistry how a cool car makes a guy seem that much cooler.
And its worth noting that through out history kids come around the corner to a multitude of casualties.
We spent a few hours circling the city
LIke the hawk out on the highways we were looking around for something that just died.
We heard the Deacon's hopeful eulogy
At least in dying you don't have to deal with New Wave for a second time
And after your party we got off the grid
We just couldn't get with all those clever kids
And now we foraged on the frontage roads
We drive at night - I guess it just feels so much safer
We scrounged around for sustinence
We mostly need it in the back half of the theaters
We spent a few years nodding of in matinees
We were high as hell and shivering and smashed
We were hoping for an action/adventure
Or something loud that we could feel through all the feminax
And after the movie we got off the ground and got in your car and crawled around to lowertown
She was at the citadel; he was getting high as hell
When she came to in the matinee she was asking around for someplace else to stay
He was down in lower town; she was feeling out the 5:30 folk mass
And the night she got born again he was getting with her little hoodrat friend.
They did wade in the water into one tin soldier. she started to cry.
Youth services always find a way to get their bloody cross into your druggy little messed up teenage life.
Hold Steady
She stole it fast and with a multitude of casualties.
She said "I shipped it out from Boulder. Packed in coffee grounds and wrapped around in dryer sheets"
We spent a few months just wandering the Sonoma
High as hell and shivering and smashed
We were trying for a vision quest, we opened up three buttons, and all we saw was desert trash.
It's a funny bit of chemistry how a cool car makes a guy seem that much cooler.
And its worth noting that through out history kids come around the corner to a multitude of casualties.
We spent a few hours circling the city
LIke the hawk out on the highways we were looking around for something that just died.
We heard the Deacon's hopeful eulogy
At least in dying you don't have to deal with New Wave for a second time
And after your party we got off the grid
We just couldn't get with all those clever kids
And now we foraged on the frontage roads
We drive at night - I guess it just feels so much safer
We scrounged around for sustinence
We mostly need it in the back half of the theaters
We spent a few years nodding of in matinees
We were high as hell and shivering and smashed
We were hoping for an action/adventure
Or something loud that we could feel through all the feminax
And after the movie we got off the ground and got in your car and crawled around to lowertown
She was at the citadel; he was getting high as hell
When she came to in the matinee she was asking around for someplace else to stay
He was down in lower town; she was feeling out the 5:30 folk mass
And the night she got born again he was getting with her little hoodrat friend.
They did wade in the water into one tin soldier. she started to cry.
Youth services always find a way to get their bloody cross into your druggy little messed up teenage life.
Hold Steady