Lyrics The War on Drugs

The War on Drugs

Baby Missiles

I'm on the back of a new belief

And on the back of a new belief

My friend rides all alone

Yeah, he's up and down like a new Jack Tone

He was a part of the new machine

He felt alive in the new machine

My friend dies all alone

Yeah, just up and down like a new Jack Tone

Yeah, you want to talk about going down

Yeah, you'd rather make a young man proud

You should have seen all the rattling in my brain

And in the wake of a northeast bus

I came on my back like a northeast perch

You should have seen all the rattling in my way

Just the sound of a northeast bus coming back here

Because I don't mind when the pioneers go soft on me

It's just the sound of a northeast bus on its back babe

You got your head in the common field

Adjust your hands with the common touch

I was alive on the new machine

He felt alive in the new machine

My friend rides all alone

Yeah he's up and down like a new Jack Tone

He wanna leave but he don't know how

He want to try but he don't know why

He's going to lean on the back of me

Like a slide on the back of b-b-belief

Just the sound of a northeast bus coming back here

Because I don't mind when the pioneers go soft on me

It's just the sound of a northeast bus on its back babe

You got your head in the common field

Adjust your hands with the common touch