Texty:
Hot Snakes Automatic Midnight

Go ask the Tourist's Union Shut up, sit down Lotta talk, yeah lotta nothing to show In my town I like the painted signs Boycott the show-me state I'm

A thousand words in every language Light up the stars for you The size of the universe Alright! I'm never coming back Back to earth I didn't notice I

Yeah cut 'em off me I could do this with stumps Hands off me I know I can do without Hands on the block Hands on the ground Hands in the bag 'Cause

By law, for you own safety This is a message from the FDA Naked and not ashamed Yeah I'm not ashamed Straight outta the mouth of a rat I got my mouth

I'm set up In Salton City Salton City Is a waste of salt I'm alone for now but I'm waiting on friends And my civic duty I got propriety and a place for