Carjack Fever (Fragments)

(альбом: Where Have All The Merrymakers Gone? - 1997)

There's a bright white light to shine on all the dim bulbs,
In the crowd tonight and there's a thin yellow line,
To separate the fast lane and there's a man I know,
He'll take apart your engine if you ask him right,
Let's fire all the publicists and leave LA in flames.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, oh,
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, oh,
Hey, hey, hey, hey, you don't need a passport,
To know what state you're in.

She wore barrettes of many colours in her many coloured hair,
It doesn't matter they don't notice what you wear,
It's getting old now there's dissension in the ranks,
The fish are growing legs, they're walking out of their tanks.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, oh,
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, oh,
Hey, hey, hey, hey, you don't need a passport,
To know what state you're in.

You are an ill wind and you blow no good,
Santa Ana Winds, a hundred acre wood,
Earthquake survivors, swearing youngsters, smoking tea,
Spit in your hands and you can splinter every tree.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, oh,
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, oh,
Hey, hey, hey, hey, you don't need a passport,
To know what state you're in, you're in.