The Stills

Lie on the floor of the runway, baby
Wait for the ride; we'll have a comfortable fly
And don't be afraid, to be afraid here with me
And plunge, little worm, into the worm-hole with me
Let's roll...
South to the sea, I got a sailboat for free
Yes, little worm, we'll sail the sewage out to sea
And don't be afraid, of the roaming alligators
And save the heart attacks for later
Let's roll...
North, to the fringe, I know a bar there that's in
Out of the way, in a Hades kind of way
But I'm not afraid, as long as you're here with me
Let's roll...