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 alive in 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

Get on the ground, would 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 crutch

You should have seen all the rattling in my way

Ooh, 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 feel

Adjust your hands with the common touch

Whoo-hooo, yeah

I was alive in 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 my bu-belief

Whoo-hooo

Ooh, just the sound of a northeast bus, walking 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 feel

Adjust your hands with the common touch

Whoo-hooo, yeah