Watching the news man For somewhere to go Waiting for something That's coming too slow Too slow Too slow, too slow, too slow, too slow Too slow, too slow, too slow, too slow
A good bunch of will-nots Who fucked up in class And sold all their good stuff for gallons of gas Watching the news man For somewhere to go Dying for something That's coming too slow Too slow Too slow, too slow, too slow, too slow Too slow, too slow, too slow, too slow
[Chorus] A little silver cross Held tight in the light, shinin' blue In a pretty midnight Ford blowing heat, holding two With a beating heart in the backseat, now breakin' loose Beaming down the road
They threw the town out the window And sat in the rain They had blankets and pillows And they had hearts for brains They said that you can feel good But ya gotta be good for yourself Yeah, you gotta feel good But you gotta be good to yourself Be good Be good, be good, be good, be good Be good, be good, be good, be good
[Chorus] A little silver cross Held tight in the light, shinin' blue In a pretty midnight Ford blowing heat, holding two With a beating heart in the backseat, now breakin' loose Beaming down the roadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.