Lyrics At the Drive-In

At the Drive-In

A Devil Among the Tailors

they say that thirteen is just a number

a double agent funded in the secret

of the hive and the workers and their lives

all sweet and honeycombed

a hunger ravenous and funded

incognito razor burns

talcum powered fingerprints

all sweet and honeycombed

stick your tongue on the north pole

read the graffiti splattered on the convertible

this bullet x marked the rumors jet-lagged

stab you with this pitchfork

part your hair on the grassy knoll

a cavity of candy in havana captivity

we heard the mug shots

a patsy inclined.

let the pollen make you sneeze

all sweet and honeycombed

"hasta la victoria siempre"

manana hay misa para los sordos