5am Friday morning Thursday night far from sleep
I'm still up and driving can't go home obviously
So I'll just change direction 'cause they'll soon know where I live
And I wanna live
Got a full tank and some chips
It was me and a gun and a man on my back
And I sang "Holy holy" as he buttoned down his pants
You can laugh it's kinda funny the things you think in times like these
But I haven't seen Barbados so I must get out of this
Yes I wore a slinky red thing
Does that mean I should spread for you, your friends
Your father, Mr. Ed
Me and a gun and a man on my back
But I haven't seen Barbados so I must get out of this
And I know what this means
Me and Jesus a few years back used to hang
And he said: "It's your choice babe just remember
I don't think you'll be back in three days time so you choose well"
Tell me what's right
Is it my right to be on my stomach of Fred's Seville
Me and a gun and a man on my back
But I haven't seen Barbados so I must get out of this
And do you know Carolina
Where the biscuits are soft and sweet
These things go through your head when there's a man on your back
And you're pushed flat on your stomach
It's not a classic Cadillac