"Trackstar" lyrics - SHUDDER TO THINK

SHUDDER TO THINK
"Trackstar"

Do you love him?
Who knows
Why
Got no time for bad black jokes
You
Goodbye

Suitcase wrap around your dimestore clerk
Your lunch pail won't hold two hips that size I'm sure
Objecti-what, you say?
Eyes for sneezing allergic cats away
220 mph
M-I-S-S-I-MISUSE-YOU-CPR
M-I-S-S-I-MISUSE-YOU-CPR

Caste the state I'm spelled in your charge

3 cars/hard drugs/which street?/bang-retreat-pow/repeat?/RETREAT!
Bang-pow
Rrrrrrrrrrr: the sound of shitty radio
It drags

To the future I can't imagine a worst fate
I think about it all the time
I did some damage
To the future can't imagine a worst fate
I think about you all the time and it gets me down
To the future I can't imagine a worst fate
We did some damge on your truck and it drags me down
I think about it everywhere