5am friday morning thursday night far from sleep
I'm still up and driving can't go home obviously
So I'll just change direction cause they'll soon know where I live
And I wanna live
Got a full tank and some chips
It was me and a gun and a man on my back
And I sang «holy holy» as he buttoned down his pants
You can laugh
Its kind of funny
Things you think
Times like these
Like I haven't seen Barbados so I must get out of this
Yes I wore a slinky red thing
Does that mean I should spread for you,
Your friends
Your father
Mr Ed
It was me and a gun and a man on my back
But I haven't seen Barbados so I must get out of this
And I know what this means
Me and jesus a few years back used to hang
And he said «it's your choice babe just remember
I don't hink you'll be back in 3 days time so you choose well»
Tell me what's right
Is it my right to be on my stomach
Of Fred's Seville
It was me and a gun and a man on my back
But I haven't seen Barbados so I must get out of this
And do you know carolina
Where the biscuits are soft and sweet
These things go through your head when there's a man on your back
And you're pushed
Flat on your stomach
It's not a classic caddilac
It was me and a gun and a man on my back
But I haven't seen Barbados so I must get out of this
I haven't seen Barbados so I must get out of this