Atmosphere - Millennium Dodo 2 Lyrics
[Slug]Never run of the mill when I shoot the pillI'm a son of a spill, I've got boots to fillShowed up with a deuce-deuce of swilland a guardian angel on my Coupe de VilleShark in the lake, heart strike the drumMark landscape with a dart-like tongueSpit my blood from deep in the gutSmoking cigarette butts with my fingerless glovesPull over at the welcome signand raise a toast to those that fell behindEverybody else got a crippled spinefrom tryna take it back to a simple timeKeep a little pine tree, hang from my rearviewBeats turned up just enough not to hear youGonna swim till the fins get tornI shall return, keep the engine warm[Chorus]Millennium DodoPull out your telephone and take you a photoYou didn't know? Better read the logoYou don't wanna play around and get ochoRecline like I don't careThe world is mine and I ain't gon' shareNow everybody blow smoke in the airI keep my eyes on the road, but I know that you stare[Slug]Now I was at the party sleeping on the couchwhen I decided to grab a bottle of something and bounceI'd rather be by myselfthan have to navigate another fake cry for helpOn the beaten path with a bandaged fistto represent the last half of the damn I givePlay me in slow-mo', fly like a blimpMillennium Dodo, drive with a limpWindows down, heater blastingGot my coffee but I need some aspirin Watch me merge into speeding trafficwith the truck-stop plastic, cheap sunglassesShow respectYou broke down on the side of the road, wanna choke my neckI've got a glovebox full of stolen checksand I drink moonshine that the chrome reflects[Chorus][Slug]Flannel, look like a farmerUnderneath camo, look like a hunterWith that ski mask, look like a robberSleeping in the barn with the doctor's daughterGot stories to wax, pour me a glassI run with the ghosts of warriors pastSouth side, call it pop lifeY'all catch frostbite waiting at a stoplightAll over the map we get festiveIt's a matter of classYou can tell by my lack of attractive skepticsYou just mad at my moustacheHey girl, we'll always have MemphisBut right now, I want breakfastWith the pedal to the metal till we hit West Texasthen cross to Mexico to see my dentist[Chorus]
