Besedila:
Cake Motorcade Of Generosity

You need to straighten your posture and suck in your gut You need to pull back your shoulders and tighten your butt Yeah, come comanche, comanche, comanche

She's gonna hand you a red headed Gabriel Coming from the bar in a plastic tie He's gonna swing from the tree of life He's gonna try to sell you on a

Well, Jolene unlocked the thick breezeway door Like she'd done one hundred times before Jolene smoothed her dark hair in the mirror She folded the towel

Do you think she's swimming in your lies? Do you think it's all just murky green? Don't you think that she would realize? Yeah, do you think that she

Birds fall from the window ledge above mine Then they flap their wings at the last second You see birds fall from the window ledge above mine Then they

I bombed Korea every night My engine sang into the salty sky I didn't know if I would live or die I bombed Korea every night I bombed Korea every night