Dead in the back. Midnight sun taking all that money
Can buy human wreckage electrica man's first approach
Death takes a ride taking a holiday
Slick and clean a murder machine
Tracks off the road skidding towards thunderhead
Teasing the rail sparks from his brain slashing
Yeah cribdeath, killing the craddle, crunching the baby in a dashboardlight
Yea like some cheesy ass figurines
Jesus, Mary, Joseph crushed into her fuck'n head
Sprayed against the windshield, profit or pleasure I swear I swear
Blasting away a bitch in the back 18 yea 14 childbride sunshine sex
Big day exit whiskey o'women winning winning spree so long
Skin bone fabulous path fireball fun radio on cranking saying
Somekind of portable radio melted into her screaming legs
Keep on keeping, remote images, serious discomfort
A story of more than cheap thrills
Incestous demonized desire made to be broken
Made to be broken, made to be broken....