a little blind spider took the wheel
navigatin' grass blades completely by feel
gotta sassy chassy sparkle in the sun
all four small bald fat tires rockin' through the sand and burnin' up
little dune buggy in the sand
little blue dune buggy in my hand
okay i got a rubber band motor hummin' on the beach ready for fun
quit spinnin' that web and come out and play in the sun
eight thimble sized cylinders to be as smooth as you please
spider's bad ass fat old abdomen stuck in the bucket seat
little dune buggy in the sand
little blue dune buggy in my hand
Tiny Cities Made Of Ashes
You were right im hangin round because
Light and sound wont seperate us from them
You were right im underground becuase
slight of hand can't seperate your body from the dirt your standing on today
You're the good things yeah thats you.....
You're the icing on the cake on the table at my wake
You're the flowers in my house when my allergies come out
You're the extra ton of cash on my sinking life raft
You're the loud sound of fun when im trying to sleep