Getaway Car

I thought they had me up in Crown Point Like they had Johnny years ago I thought they had me surrounded There's one thing that they didn't know That I had me a plan I'm not as dumb as I look This bird ain't meant for caging I'm no ordinary dime store crook Tonight I'm bound for glory Drinking lightning from a jar I got a sweet little story About where the fallen angels are I gotta Getaway Car Seemed I was doing north of 90 By the Mason-Dixon Line I had a road map of Rhode Island I was cornered in a corn field in Carolina Boxed in back in Branson Had a safe house in Tennessee I keep a Polaroid on the dashboard Of a baby boy, who looks a lot like me Tonight I'm bound for glory Drinking lightning from a jar I got a hangman in my head, my love A war in my backyard I gotta get away I gotta get away I gotta Getaway Car By this time tomorrow If the creek don't rise I'll be near the border of paradise Tonight I'm bound for glory Drinking lightning from a jar I got a sweet little story About where the fallen angels are I gotta get away I gotta get away I gotta Getaway Car