Suburban Kids With Biblical Names - Rent A Wreck lyrics

All these rocky mountains To play five songs and drink some more and fall asleep Getting taped by locals Don't have the nerve to ask for food and die of thirst In the back seats of rented wrecks Let's hope these wheels got what it takes to carry us home Backdrops made of denim T-shirt salesmen and the followers it brings Single package systems Soul DJs and you know the riot that that brings I wanna turn all their dancefloors Into a burning inferno of ba baa I play the piano and I play the guitar I've played it in clubs and I've played it in bars I visit your cities and I've slept on your floors I borrowed your swings and I've heard your hardcore All the scores of the C to the A of the youth of today And it's beautiful Still I can't get enough of it Did you see me eating frosties from your fridge And the rice cookies you never ate They were all gone when you went into the kitchen