A licorice tattoo turned a gun metal blue scrawled across the shoulders of a dying town Took the one eyed jacks across the railroad tracks and the scar on its belly pulled a stranger passing through He's a juvenile delinquent never learned how to behave but the cops would never think to look in burma shave
And the road was like a ribbon and the moon was like a bone he didn't seem to be like any guy she'd ever known he kinda looked like farley granger with his hair slicked back she says i'm a sucker for a fella in a cowboy hat how far are you going he said depends on what you mean he says i'm only stoppin' here to get some gasolene And I guess I'm going thataway just as long as it's paved I guess you'd say I'm on my way to burma shave
And with her knees up on the glove compartment she took out her barrettes and her hair spilled out like rootbeer and she popped her gum and arched her back hell marysville ain't nothing but a wide spot in the road some night my heart pounds just like thunder don't know why it don't explode cause everyone in this stinking town has got one foot in the grave I'd rather take my chances out in burma shave.
Ppresley's what i go by why don't you change the station count the grain elevators in the rearview mirror She said, mister anywhere you point this thing has got to beat the hell out of the sting of going to bed with every dream that dies here every mornin' and so drill me a hole with a barber pole I'm jumping my parole just like a fugitive tonight why don't you have another swig and pass that car if you're so brave I wanna get there before the sun comes up in burma shave.
The spider web crack and the mustang screamed The smoke from the tires and the twisted machine Is just a nickel's worth of dreams and every wishbone that they saved lie swindled from them on the way to burma shave.
And the sun hit the derrick and cast a bat wing shadow up against the car door on the shot gun side and when they pulled her from the wreck you know she still had on her shades they say that dreams are growing wild just this side of burma shave
A licorice tattoo turned a gun metal blue scrawled across the shoulders of a dying town Took the one eyed jacks across the railroad tracks and the scar on its belly pulled a stranger passing through He's a juvenile delinquent never learned how to behave but the cops would never think to look in burma shave
And the road was like a ribbon and the moon was like a bone he didn't seem to be like any guy she'd ever known he kinda looked like farley granger with his hair slicked back she says i'm a sucker for a fella in a cowboy hat how far are you going he said depends on what you mean he says i'm only stoppin' here to get some gasolene And I guess I'm going thataway just as long as it's paved I guess you'd say I'm on my way to burma shave
And with her knees up on the glove compartment she took out her barrettes and her hair spilled out like rootbeer and she popped her gum and arched her back hell marysville ain't nothing but a wide spot in the road some night my heart pounds just like thunder don't know why it don't explode cause everyone in this stinking town has got one foot in the grave I'd rather take my chances out in burma shave.
Ppresley's what i go by why don't you change the station count the grain elevators in the rearview mirror She said, mister anywhere you point this thing has got to beat the hell out of the sting of going to bed with every dream that dies here every mornin' and so drill me a hole with a barber pole I'm jumping my parole just like a fugitive tonight why don't you have another swig and pass that car if you're so brave I wanna get there before the sun comes up in burma shave.
The spider web crack and the mustang screamed The smoke from the tires and the twisted machine Is just a nickel's worth of dreams and every wishbone that they saved lie swindled from them on the way to burma shave.
And the sun hit the derrick and cast a bat wing shadow up against the car door on the shot gun side and when they pulled her from the wreck you know she still had on her shades they say that dreams are growing wild just this side of burma shave
