5am
Friday morning
Thursday night
Far from sleep
I´m still up and driving
Can´t go home
obviously
So I´ll just change direction
Cause they´ll soon konw where I live
And I wanna live
Got a full tank and some chips
It was me and a gun
And a man on my back
And I say "holy holy" as he buttoned down his pants

Me and a gun
and a man
On my back
But I haven´t seen Barbados
So I must get out of this
Yes I wore a slinky red thing
Does that mean I should spread
For you, your friends your father, Mr. Ed
And I know what this means
Me and Jesus a few years back
Used to hand and he said
"It´s your choice babe just remember
I don´t think you´ll be back in 3 days time
So you choose well"
Tell me what´s right
Is it my right to be on my stomach
of Fred´s Seville

Me and a gun
and a man
On my back
But I haven´t seen Barbados
So I must get out of this

And do you know Carolina
Where the biscuits are soft and sweet
These things go through you head
When there´s a man on your back
And you´re pushed flat on your stomach
It´s not a classic cadillac

Me and a gun
and a man
On my back
But I haven´t seen Barbados
So I must get out of this