Kurt Vile - Freeway lyrics

I got a freeway in mind, let go of my head Walk down my line, better be sure you'll be dead I got a trumpet, I know where to dump it I'm glad that you came if the sound is the same Sometimes my reckless ways, shock my self system for days Now I'm channelling my faze in an anacin haze But it ain't gonna do me in, I know when to dump it A hole in my way again, I'll surely just jump it There was a kid in a tree among the birds and the bees Between bee hive and bird nest and I think you know the rest He wanted to be free with them but they weren't believing Pecking and stinging him till he wasn't breathing But it ain't gonna do him in, he'll just go to heaven Not done just a dreamer of ten or eleven I've got a freeway in mind, let go of my head Walk down my line, better be sure you'll be dead I got a trumpet, I know where to dump it