Car full of dog hair, just you and me
Up Fox River where my folks were born
We should head out West, kidThe call of the times
She′s sleepless and I'm so alone
But neither knows
Let′s ride through the Badlands and smoke out the beasts
In spaceships and cum-soaked motels
I think she really loves me
I felt her cry for the first time
In rancid terrain, acid rain
He's a madman in the Badlands
A danger in the heartland, man
A decent man on the lam
I stand on the red edge
She feeds the dog
My depression is not her depression
I'd like to be abducted
To float in the air like Jesus
The tables are turned inside me
He′s a madman in the Badlands
A stranger in his own heart, man
A decent man on the lam
A decent man on the lam
A descent into the mad
Come on follow me
