The Life And Times - Muscle Cars lyrics

My parade marched down my street with muscle cars and old beauty queens Choirs sing and children following the sound My blueprint for what not to be Then he turns and bows to the crowd And bless the folks with pearls from his mouth As he speaks he starts to float off into space Handlebar mustache on his face Sometime You might You might My parade marched down to the sea Rusted cars and old movie screens Candy coins and people following the sound My blueprint for what not to be