The Devil Is Beating His Wife Lyrics - Pedro The Lion

a white ghost 

making his way up the west coast 

trying to focus his high hopes 

on a vagina or two 

he's taking his chances 

meanwhile 

back in his living room 

bright smiles 

are watching his toddler run speed trials 

over his grandmothers rug 

and nature advances 

up the interstate 

he's been awake 

and pretty drunk for three whole days 

no one wants to stop 

until they get to where they're going 

i'll get to where i'm going 

pretty soon 

so he takes another drink 

cause watching the scenery bleed 

into each similar scene 

it isn't as sweet 

as it had been in his dreams 

it's faster 

to buy cigarettes and some cold bear 

if you don't raddle the cashier 

by asking her back to your room 

she's calling security 

a cars on fire in the parking lot 

and nobody wants it to rain 

but god isn't listening 

so all the windshields glisten 

the water and oil mix 

causing the fire to spread 

to five or six 

innocent automobiles 

sitting in the nearby spots 

oh what a cruel god we've got 

so he takes another drink 

cause watching the scenery bleed 

into each similar scene 

it isn't as sweet 

as it had been in his dreams