I’m finally found my place in the trunk
No money in the mail, just a thumb-sucker
Smell of my teeth, it’s so beats
Remember your laugh in the factory?
Oh banging that chair on my head
I wish I was sleeping in your carousel bed
Oh flying by the seat of my pants
A far long romance with the pennywhistle
We’ll ride away on horses
The son and the only daughter
We’ll ride away on horses
Oh no… I got to kill them all!
I see you found your place in the sun
Oh it must be fun to be
Oh this ride is getting a little too long
I’m always hoping there ain’t nothing wrong, baby
We’ll ride away on horses
The son and the only daughter
We’ll ride away on horses
Oh no… I got to kill them all!