The Second Annual Suburban Shopping Cart Parking Lot Race

The sea foam comes in waves on the shoreline blues Every word you say - a hymn I can’t refuse God you’re a gift And I thought I couldn’t be loved Devil’s in my hands We dance like we’re born without luck This trust, this love It’s comprehensive Can’t have enough We shift on our axis The SUV under beach parking lights (This trust, this love) Grabbing supplies, ended up intertwined (It’s comprehensive) Fire burning low, left them behind (Can’t have enough) Did I picture any of it right? (We shift on our axis) The sea foam comes in waves on the shoreline blues Every word you say - a hymn I can’t refuse Devil’s in my hands tonight Devil’s in my hands tonight God’s bringing light for us to shine Devil’s in my hands tonight God’s bringing light for us to shine Devil’s in my hands tonight God’s bringing light for us to shine Devil’s in my hands tonight God’s bringing light Devil’s in my hands tonight And I still dance like you’re on my side Don’t need no prayers to guide The truth doesn’t matter when you’re on the inside You’re red like the devil tonight They’re keeping the gates locked tight Can’t imagine a better way to die ‘Cause God’s bringing light for us to shine