Space Ghost Coast To Coast (with Bree Runway)

Touch the glass, I’ll feel ya through it Against the wall with the bracelets on You look bizarre in the apricot You think that you’re Space Ghost You're wanted coast to coast Fuck that shit, now I go My way and you go yours Gotta be all that coco ayyy? Playin’ too much of that GTA Playin’ too much of that Dr. Dre Doom, Quake, where'd you get the gun from eh? Really think that metal gonna make you safe? Playing peek-a-boo with the devil these days Black cap back with a trench coat, ayy Living in the valley cuttin’ p***o tapes You think that you’re Space Ghost You're wanted coast to coast Fuck that shit, now I go My way and you go yours Were you bored of gender norms? Of being alone, no mama home A bad divorce, or sad we can't Afford the clothes our heroes own Remember when you stole Mom’s old Geo Metro You wore her old bath robe Too small to see the road We were just two Texas toddlers Pokemon, bottle rockets Dunkaroos, "Aaahh!!! Real Monsters" Capri Sun straw in the bottom You think that you’re Space Ghost You're wanted coast to coast Fuck that shit, now I go My way and you go yours (Kiss sound) Hey! Heard you were lookin’ up the cookbook, names Cut into the back of your bedroom door frame Supervillain with a manifesto, dang Got them saying "I'm pretty glad they caught you, mane" Get back to the kickball days To hold hands at school disco days 007 Nintendo James Burnin’ Hot Pockets in the microwave You think that you’re Space Ghost You're wanted coast to coast Fuck that shit, now I go My way and you go yours --- Space Ghost Coast To Coast (with Bree Runway) - Glass Animals