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 konw 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 say 'holy holy' as he buttoned down his pants
Me and a gun and a man On my back 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 And I know what this means Me and Jesus a few years back Used to hand and he said 'It's your choice babe just remember I don't think you'll be back in 3 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 you head When there's a man on your back And you're pushed flat on your stomach It's not a classic cadillac
Me and a gun and a man On my back But I haven't seen Barbados So I must get out of this
