Sludge

The thought of that just makes me wanna cry So send a plume of smoke into the night sky We get up on the freeway, wild in our ways Said "It's all right with me, have a nice time today" In the 7-Eleven parking lot Until we roll over to the next spot We get up on the freeway, a queen and her king Said "It's all right with me" and then my heart starts to sing We get up on the freeway and our breath stinks of alcohol You said "It matters nothing of what God thinks, she kills us all" We get up on the freeway and our breath reeks of alcohol I said "It matters nothing 'cause when God speaks, she kills us all" We get up on the freeway, free as a bird Said it matters nothing of the lies that you heard End up back at your place at the dawning Holding you so tight that I can feel you breathe I would never leave I would never leave At 5 AM the plane is crashing down --- Sludge - Vivian Girls