Domino

September 30, 1955 Grease sticking in my hair, sticks sticking in my thigh Got that sweet silver spider, got that sugar in my eye Gonna push her till she's smoking, gonna break her '85 Tire fire pumping up the smoke Firecrackers strapped to a can of coke The squeal in the wheel and the speed in the choke Immortal 'cause America can never let me go Did I die last night? Am I walking around? I'm here but not me, I'm a ghost I'm a domino I'm a domino A comet, supersonic Fifties America, you know you want it I'm Jimmy Starr (I'm Jimmy Starr), I'm out the door (I'm out the door) That's what they say to say you leave 'em wanting more, more, more And the mood of your moody generation I'm you, I'm what you're chasin' I'm the face that free wheelin' dealin's makin' Queue all the girls, and the boys, and the parents aren't shakin' it I died last night? Am I walking around? I'm here but not me, I'm a ghost I'm a domino I'm a domino 566, 545 54, I hit the side I'm the '08, give me the lasso Guess I get on the wind and play rocket 'cross the auto I'm the moon in the inverted generation I'm you, I'm what you're chasing I'm the face that free wheelin' dealin's making Queue all the girls, and the boys, and the parents aren't tracin' Did I die last night? Am I walking around? I'm here but not me, I'm a ghost I'm a domino I'm a domino