Mink Car

It's knocking off my diamond wig

Knocking me down unto the platinum ground

Woke up in a beautiful dream alone, alone

I got hit by a mink car

Hit by a mink car, driven by a guitar

And the silver chauffeur says, that it's all in your head

When you're 24 carat dead, dead

In my dream she is reaching past

My hollow core

Then her smile's an open sign

On an abandoned store

I got hit by a mink car

Hit by a mink car, driven by a guitar

And the silver chauffeur, says that it's all in your head

When you're 24 carat dead, dead, dead