Dirt Bath

The voices loud and they seem to be calling you out Can you tell me what this space age is all about Try to pretend that your happiness isn’t a show You ain’t luxe, you’re a lush and I think that you know Go and drive your car off the coast Hit the gas, make it last, take it back with your soul Go and drive your car off the coast Hit the gas, make it last, take it back with your soul Your words are a red tide straight from your mouth Take your lies and hypnotize somebody else Always lookin for a stranger that has some wealth Make a wage, spread your legs and pay for yourself Go and drive your car off the coast Hit the gas, make it last, take it back with your soul Go and drive your car off the coast Hit the gas, make it last, take it back with your soul