"Beat The Devil" lyrics - THE MOUNTAIN GOATS

Hauling peanut butter crank through Arizona
Gotta keep the glowstick babies fat and happy
Cactus standing taller than Goliath
All the vultures come directly at me

We stash it in between some bales of lumber,
On flatbeds coming in from Colorado
I don't know what you're doing back in Memphis
All winter you've been incommunicado

Take a picture
Do it fast
For the good times
For the good times
That won't last

Hot sun peels the paint down to the primer
Overheating engine spits and whines
Try to keep our minds on what we're doing
Try to keep the wheels between the lines

The feeling when the cop car flips its lights on
The near electric tension crackling here inside the truck,
The lack of any word from you in Memphis
The sound of someone running out of luck

Take a picture
Do it fast
For the good times
For the good times
That won't last