Stop that Train I'm a leaving... And it won't be too long Whether I'm right or wrong All my life I've been the lonely man Teachin people that don't overstand And even though I try my best I still don't find no happiness

Good drank, big knots Good drugs, I put a four on the rocks Drop top, no hot box 12 tried to pull me over, pink slips to the cops She said the molly give her thizz face Put the dick in her rib cage Whips out Kunta Kinte Diamonds clear like Bombay Take

We were Jesus save me, blue jean baby Born in the USA Trailer park truck stop, faded little map dots New York to LA We were teenage dreamin’, front seat leanin’ Baby, come give me a kiss Put me on the cover of the Rolling Stone Uptown down home American

Yeah, I'm a freak 'Cause I'm a freak The way you're poppin' and droppin' All over me No, I don't want you to stop it Baby, I can't lie When you move like that I got a one track mark In night, I just imagine how you put your love on me

When you're lovers in a dangerous time Lovers in a dangerous time Don't the hours grow shorter as the days go by You never get to stop and open your eyes One day you're waiting for the sky to fall The next you're dazzled by the beauty of it all These

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Hop into my spaceship coupe There's only room for two (Me and you) And with the top down We'll cruise around Land and make love on the moon And with the top of you wrapped up In my space lover cocoon

From high up above The beautiful lull The dangerous tug We get to feel small And after a glimpse Over the top The rest of the world Becomes a gift shop The pendulum swings

Told y'all it was my year Good drank, big knots Good stuff, I put a four on the rocks (lean!) Drop top, no hot box 12 tried to pull me over, pink slips to the cops Whips out, Kunta Kinte Diamonds clear like Bombay Taking babies, no Harambe Play with keys

It hurts every night when she dances through my mind I still feel the sting of loneliness But it ain't killed me yet But they ain't killed me yet 'Cause I thought her leavin' Would stop my heart from beatin' And gettin' over her would be my death Workin'

You thought it was over but it's just like before Will there never be an end to the Indian wars? Out in the desert where the wind never stops A few simple people try to grow a few crops Trying to maintain a life and a home On land that was theirs before