Hail Mary Mallon

Holy Driver

歌词

Radar, radar, radar, radar
Radar, radar, radar, radar

Big red son of bull shortcut caper
Highway humming door to orange containers
Lights on the runway or the Captain Kramer
Holding his heat and his cheek since Brainerd
Cargo SS minaret jeeper
Neon readout on the cineplex feature
Booming in your sleeper in your set of Sony speakers
Pigs on his wheels like they pepperoni pizza

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Radar, radar, radar, radar

Start a wrong place, wrong time club
Might get two peace fingers through an A-OK sign fucked
Lime green tooken alpine flying white doves
Objects in the mirror made of daisy-chained light bulbs
Safe escape cornered by the cemetery death bells
Breath held, in his head he donkey with the red shells (Fire!)
Partly responsible for a string of wonky fish tales
Party on or get your coffee chem-trails

Radar, radar, radar, radar

Jam with the jelly, blip wipe the screen off
Space ball, gray walls, eight track, seaboard
From Cletus with the Jesus hat, bad breath and teeth gone
Couple missing fingers and a lap full of cheap porn
Born on the fourth on a bayou near a boom town
Never getting sweeped, please peep the way the broom sound
Tweaking leaking booze hound, eager to leave his roof down
Peanut, Reese's, Cheetos and Visa's or Mrs. Nussbaum's

Radar, radar, radar, radar

I'm a liar, I'm a nuisance, I'm a fighter acting mulish
I'm a license only pilot when the driver's ever tootses
And early in the morning bore witness to the pie cut
Swerve on, serve a median that Christian side hug
Bird dog, middle of the street, chicken in its teeth, shirt gone
Quarter lore before the first furlong, periscope up
Meter maid pissy
I will see you in the tedious DNA of the city

Radar, radar, radar, radar

Jerky on his jaw line, bull high toro
Z's in his alphabet soup stop more chill
Squirrely early bird brain giving away the morse code
Minivan kitty head mimic the way his horn blow
Mouth full of spit, belly full of the Jäger cramps
Hot sauce wings and things that crawl in his Raisin Bran
(Green light, yellow light) head lamp header
Holy drive-by Batman hand gestures

Radar, radar, radar, radar

I escape New York like watching King Kong backwards
And you will know us by the trail of baffled dog catchers
On tippy toes or gigantic net swinging Baryshnikovs
Patterns like a final level peeled back to the mini-boss
Biggie on BLS, itchy palm beta sweat
Skidding in a ticking bomb, shitty brakes, Jesus fish
Bumper stickers everywhere his other car's a sinking ship
My kid made the honor roll, your kid is a piece of shit

Radar, radar, radar, radar
Radar, radar, radar, radar