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 sang ~holy holy~ as he buttoned down his pants

You can laugh

It''s kind of funny things you think

at times like these

Like 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

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 hang 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