"Trackstar" as written by and Hill/larson/wedren/wade....
Do you love him?
Who knows
Why
Got no time for bad black jokes
You
Goodbye

Suitcase
You're wrap 'round dimestore clerk because
Your lunch pail
Won't hold two hips that size I'm sure
Objecti-what, you say?
Eyes for sneezing allergic cats away
220 mph
M-I-S-S-I-MISUSE-YOU-CPR
M-I-S-S-I-MISUSE-YOU-CPR

Caste the state I'm spelled in your charge

3 cars/hard drugs/which street?/bang-retreat-pow/repeat?/RETREAT!
Bang-pow
Rrrrrrrrrrr: the sound of shitty radio
It drags

To the future
I can't imagine a worst fate
I think about you all the time

To the future
I can't imagine a worst fate
I think about you all the time
I did some damage so (to the future)
and it gets me down

I think about you all the time
We did some damage
and it gets me down

To the future
I can't imagine a worst fate
We did some damage so (to the future)
And it gets me down

We did some damage
You're drunk
I think about you everywhere


Lyrics submitted by paffy

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