trails left by the gods through the center of the sun when we pass the spot Jesus Christ was really an ancient astronaut I attack mastodons when I crash
We were coming down the old turnpike Horse hooves pounding, sledgehammer night You can tell 'em anything you like I was there with you baby Silver and
heart is pounding its just no use i'm surrounded but someday i'll steal your car and switch the gears and drive that cherokee straight off this trail of tears