Muscle Car

Everybody's got a talk show

They fly their planes to De Janeiro

Ice fallin’ in their crystals

Takin’ pictures for their egos

She models rare vintage denim

And if you taste her cherry venom

You’ll feel it in your tendons

She blows you kisses through the screen

What is that

Color, looks so familiar

That you see?

Cheers to a

Muscle car backseat melody

May it never come free

Alright

Every body’s gettin’ shell shocked (shell shocked)

We’re all fucked

At least their yachts are docked (the Henley)

And they, keep their secret manifestos (they keep ‘em)

Hidden discreetly, but we all know (we know we know)

About the villain and the damsel (saving for the rent)

And your heartbreakers and the scandals (breaking till the lent)

Your ceremonies in the islands (242)

I’m making up these words

Or am I? (Oh!)

What is that

Color, looks so familiar

That you see?

Cheers to a

Muscle car backseat melody

May it never come free

Alright!

Never come free

It’ll never, no

I’m so fucking tired of the fake shit

Cut my hair and diet just to make it

40,000 dollars for ya face lift

50 grand and i’ll be rich and famous

I’m so fucking tired of the fake shit

Cut my hair and diet just to make it

40,000 dollars for ya face lift

50 grand and i’’ll be rich and famous

But it’ll never come free

It’ll never no, no!