Captain America - Moistboyz

Swervin' on a cocaine highway

Bad time to be all alone

Can’t find the 7−11

Draggin' and I need some smokes

Hope nobody sees my face

My eyes are about to explode

Bright lights would gimme a seizure

Loaf of Wonder bread in my nose

Paranoia don’t cost a dime

Eyes in the back of my head

Everything I do is a crime

Guess Captain America’s dead

Misdemeanor in my walk

Felony down in my boots

Highway patrol’s there at pump number seven

And he got nothing to do

No song to get me happy

I know my shit’s on the scale

Captain America’s about to go down

In a Memphis county redneck jail

Never take your hand off the line

Stay awake and makin' good time

Take a long ride on the edge

Guess Captain America’s dead

Poor boy from ol' Santa Fe

But I got a whole lotta cash

.22 under my car seat

Shaking hands with my stash

I am the ugly stranger

My black coat gimme away

One more time back into the bathroom

No I didn’t come to stay

Paranoia don’t cost a dime

Eyes in the back of my head

Everything I do is a crime

Guess Captain America’s dead

America’s dead

America’s dead

America’s dead

America’s dead