Cars Of Eden

Driving around in these cars of Eden

Filled up with patron saints and the faint smell of

bleeding

Gaping mouths are screaming out for feeding

Planted a seed in the back of your mind

Driving around in the cars of Eden

Filled up with patron saints sceaming sweat and steaming

Gaping mouths are screaming out for feeding, feeding

Pleading please don’t leave me out in the cold

On the other side of the nile

On the other side of the nile

On the other side of the nile

We’ll drive around for a while