The Sad Punk

I smell smoke that comes from a gun Named extinction Named extinction Named extinction Named It was a long time ago, could have happened to anyone He was struck by a bullet and he melted into fluid Named extinction Named extinction Named extinction Named Extinction One thousand miles an hour, I'm just like anyone I want to feel the road of tar beneath the wheel Named extinction Named extinction Named extinction Named And evolving from the sea would no be too much time for me To walk beside you in the sun I read something about a son of a gun Named extinction Extinction Extinction --- The Sad Punk - Pixies