CAR JAMMING


Tonight they're closing up the world
The secret smell of cigarettes
What is that?

Then a shy boy from Missouri 
boots blown off in 60's war
Ridding aluminum crutches

Now he knows the welfare kindness
Agent orange colour blindness
As he works
From door to door 

The violence in the carpets the mirror of his wife
Drives the slum bum dweller 
To grind his hunting knife

In homestead of cigar radio hive like bee.
The body in the ice box has no date for freeze

No Vocals 
No Vocals (in a car jam)
No Vocals

Selling is what selling sells 
but only saints of the seven avenues can sell the 7 hells

Fanning out the drug afflicted 
leperizing zone
Once inside 

the executive . never leaves his home

Gorillas drag their victims hyenas try to sue
Snakes find grass in concrete, there is no city zoo

By ventilation units there towers meet the streets
The ragged in stand  in bags soaking heat up though their feet

This was the only kindness it was accidental too
(in a car Jam)

It was accidental too
No Vocal (in a car jam)

No vocal first three lines

Now shaking single engine planes
Traffic fink stereo from Cuba
buzzed the holy zealot mass

Drowned that missa luba
Drowned that missa luba
Drowned that missa luba
Drowned that missa luba

I thought I saw Lauren Bacall
I thought I saw Lauren Bacall
I swear, Hey fellas, Lauren Bacall

In a car jam, 

Yeah I don't believe in a car jam
Ah yeah positively absolutely in a car jam

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