Hail Mary Mallon - Holy Driver lyrics

Big red sun abort short cut caper
Highway humming door to orange containers
Lights on the runway ordered captain Kramer
Holding his heat and his cheek since Brainerd
Cargo, SS minaret, jeeper!
Neon read out on the Cineplex feature
Boom it in your sleep or in
Your set of Sony speakers
Pigs on his wheels like
They’re pepperoni pizza

Start a wrong place wrong time club
Might get
Two peace fingers thru an A-OK Sign fucked
Lime green cricket, alpine flying white doves
Objects in the mirror made
Of daisy-chained light bulbs ape Escape
Corner by the cemetery death bells
Breath held
In his head he donkey with the red shells
Partly responsible for a string
Of wonky fish tails
Party on or get your coffee chem trailed

Jammed with the jelly
Blip wipe the screen off
Space ball, grey walls, 8 tracks he bought
From Cleetus with the Jesus hat
Bad breath and teeth gone
Couple missing fingers and a lap
Full of cheap porn
Born on the 4th on a bayou near a boom town
Never getting sweep please peep the
Way the broom sound
Tweaking leaking booze hound
Eager to leave his roof down
Peanut Reese's Cheetos the visas
Are Mrs nussbaum's

I'm a liar I'm a nuisance
I'm a fighter acting mulish
I'm a license owning pile who went
To driver's ed with Toonces
And early in the morning bore
Witness to the pie cut swerve on
Serve a median that Christian side hug
Bird dog, middle of the street
Chicken in it's teeth shirt gone
Caught a lure before the first furlong
Periscope up, meter maid pissy
I will see you in the tedious DNA of the city

Jerky on his jaw line rawhide Toro
Z’s in his alphabet soup stop, more Joe!
Squirrelly early bird brain given
Away the Morse code
Minivan kiddie hands mimic the
Way his horn blow mouth full of spit
Belly full of the Jäger cramps
Hot sauce wings and things crawl
In his Raisin Bran
Green light, yellow light, headlamp header
Holy drive-by Batman, Hand gestures

I escape New York like
Watching King Kong backwards
And you will know us by the
Trail of baffled dog catchers on tippy toes
All gigantic net-swinging Baryshnikovs
Pattern like a final level peeled
Back to the mini-boss
Biggie on BLS, itchy palm, bead of sweat
Skidding in a ticking bomb, shitty brakes
Jesus fish
Bumper stickers everywhere his other
Car's a sinking ship
My kid made the Honor Roll
Your kid is a piece of shit