Woorden: Murder by Death. Intergalactic Menopause.

We were drunk and carsick when we rolled into town
Pulling up to the drive-in there was no one around
When the lights unfolded from the sky we were the only ones to be found
They were soaring through the sky
We were left on the ground

Sitting in the living room the dog is catching caramel corn

I never wanted a change
Brushing teeth and combing hair, I guess they do this everywhere
I think it's time for a change, I never wanted a change
I guess it's time for a change