Asshole Car Orchestra

Screamin' cars are bleaching the stars
I run like an horizontal drop of rain
The bus station cancelled my run
There's crescent-gaz in this woogie-boogie
Grave
My hat is fat all my dreams are livin' in
I jazz my run to fly over a dog-shit-slalom
My frozen thumb like statue in the sky
I'm in charge of an asshole car orchestra

And I can't believe in you
I'm in charge of an ass-car-crash