Car Jamming (Remastered)

歌詞

Tonight they're closing up the world And sweeping smoke from cigarettes And what is that funky multinational anthem Rocking from a thousand King Kong cassette decks? Then this shy boy from Missouri Boots blown off in a '60s war Riding aluminium crutches, now he knows the welfare kindness And Agent Orange color blindness as he works from door to door The violence in the carpets The arrows of his wife in a car jam Drives the slum-bum dweller To grind his hunting knife in a car jam In homesteads of cigar box Radios, hive like bees in a car jam The body in the icebox Has no date for freeze in a car jam In a car jam Selling is what selling sells But only saints of the seven avenues Can sell the seven hells Fanning the drug afflicted leperizing zone Once inside The executive It never leaves his home Gorillas drag their victims Hyenas try to sue in a car jam Snakes find grass in concrete There is no city zoo in a car jam Ventilation units Where towers meet the streets in a car jam The ragged stand in bags Soaking heat up through their feet in a car jam This was the only kindness And it was accidental too In a car jam In a car jam Now shaking single-engined planes Trafficking stereos from Cuba Buzzed the holy zealot mass And drowned out Missa Luba And drowned out Missa Luba And drowned out Missa Luba And drowned out Missa Luba And drowned out Missa Luba I thought I saw Lauren Bacall I thought I saw Lauren Bacall in a car jam I swear, hey fellas Lauren Bacall in a car jam In a car jam Yeah, I don't believe it In a car jam Are you positively absolutely? In a car jam