Duty Free

There are some lines that can't be crossed But sometimes those lines get lost Should I stay or should I cross? I was crippled When you were faithful I was wasted Do you need anything from duty free? I gotta get out of this endless day Do you need anything from duty free? I gotta get out of the U.S.A. Kickin in gifts to the trickers and treaters Kill em with kindness and gifts for the needy Brinkman and Lloyd's or I'll drink it from toilets Sit on your glasses while your money gets moist Hide all the luggage you better hide it from trouble Smells like the '40s like Europe and rubble The locals don't know you they're the ones you want love from Comforts or cots let me check yeah I got one If I could I would change my name And get a girl and jump a plane I overheard them say they want to rearrange their faces And blow out their brains I was strange while I was wasted