A dreamer of pictures, I run in the night.
I had to escape , the city was sticky and cruel.
Well him and my uncle tore that engine down, I still remember that rumblin' sound.
Shiny! Like a treasure from a sunken pirate wreck, scrub the deck and make it look
Some people won't sail the sea 'cause they're safer on land, to follow what's written
I've finally found someone to stand by me
I know them lips, narcotic hips
no you didn't bow, bow
Tonight we'll put all other things aside.