Cymbals Eat Guitars - 2 Hip Soul (Floyd's Tomb) lyrics

I learned to scream to "Bone Machine" My windshield spit was glistening The light refracted beautifully On Wells Mills road Smelling every chimney I swallowed this world in a fever dream Winding fire roads Cause I bought me a 2 Hip Soul The campground in the park Swastikas carved in the bark Carved in the bark Sesta fell face first into the fire pit We had to find a new place to drink Months pa**, he's back in cla** In a compression sleeve and a mask 'Neath his Carhartt coat And his John Deere hat His stoned blue eyes Snowed in on vicodin His comeuppance came for the things he did At Popcorn Park Zoo he clubbed ostriches We all took to calling him the Phantom The Phantom of Pinelands High School But they knew my game Every rich kid's basement smells the same