Roadrunner Blues

Missed you Monday morning

Hit that reset button

Get that hot delivery to your head

You don't wanna mess around with that, honey

You gotta get up there and make a lot of money

Even if you feel like an extra in The Walking Dead

It feels like everybody's crazy

But I don't wanna let it faze me

I'm feeling like the wind is shifting to my back

I won't be one of your instruments

A cog in your cult of hate and violence

I just keep on trying till I hit the neck

Everything you say dates you

Well, it's a miracle that anything would date you

'Cause you got the circus going on in your head

If it weren't so tragic, it might be sorta funny

And if you think about it, you're eyes get sorta runny

Maybe you should just watch Aliens again instead

It feels like everybody's crazy

But I don't wanna let it faze me

I'm feeling like the wind is shifting to my back

I won't be one of your instruments

A cog in your cult of hate and violence

I just keep on trying till I hit the neck

All your words will date you

Well it's a miracle that anything would date you

Early Sunday morning

This is your final warning

Crawl out of the quicksand in your bed

Let's go back to a time you were alive

Cut to the scene where we see our hero fight

When you're done with them, they're gonna wish they were dead

It feels like everybody's crazy

But I'm not gonna let it faze me

I'm feeling like the wind is gonna knock me down

I am not one of your instruments

A cog in your cult of hate and violence

I just keep on trying till I hit the neck

I just keep on trying till I hit the neck