Sandpaper Cadillac

Riding along in a sand-paper Cadillac
Somebody's strikin' a match on the back,
Brimstone lines marring the body so fair
Brimstone lines marring the body so fair.
Slowly, my mind and dream change into woe, now
My car is dead and gone Lord!
And I just can't carry on,
Changing, my thoughts become so clear to me,
My car wants to be free, I know
And it's calling out to me, yeah
Walking along with a gold-plated busted cat
Somebody's pouring blood on its back
Paint that has pierced all the pores in his hide
Paint that has pierced all the pores in his hide
Slowly, my mind and dream change into woe, now
My cat is all alone, I know it
And it hasn't got a bone
Changing, my thoughts become so clear to me
My cat begins to sleep
And it's sleeping 'round with me
Don't you know I need that thing so bad
My car and my cat are going bad
And I need everything I can, Lady
Aaaaa! Oh, no no, this can't be the same, no
They're gonna meet me once again, yeah
They're gonna meet me once again, Lord