At The Drive-In

Sailing all alone
Guided by star light
Nowhere is my home
inside my mind
We've paid that shoeshine boy
whose buff has no smile
He spits on your tip toes
and you keep bragging folklore
like it's out of style
out of focus
Harum scarum
we promote this
cover discover
You know your insides true
Better then I do
This is starslight.