grass and madness masks the face of those concealed where the concrete splits the ancient battlefield but it just makes me feel lonely yeah, it just makes me feel lonely
(and the wagon train will run you over)
bite off the top of a four leaf clover uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh i cannot have faith in a hypocrite. can you please not waste my time can you just not waste my
trade your walkman with those reclined in the front seat rusty cannons point the way back home to saddle creek and, and these days, they last forever. uh uh and this road goes on forever. uh uh
(and the wagon train will run you over)
bite off the top of a four leaf clover uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh i cannot have faith in a hypocrite. can you please not waste my time this is such a waste of..
tell me, what did that guy say? did he finally get his way? tell me, what did that guy do? did he lay his hands on you? (so what did that guy say to finally get his way? so what did that guy do? did he lay his hands on you to make your thighs quiver?)