My Machine (Goon Moon)

Ready for whatever, ready for the norm I just heard you on an old record Save it for her mother, save it for a priest Chatty Cathy hasn’t spoke for weeks Going up, tumble down, I appreciate the reach around Hold my machine, gasoline, my machine Better for the never, better for the beat I just heard an old man’s back creak Save it for the devil, save it for the king Little Miss No Name refuses to sing Going up, tumble down, I appreciate the reach around Hold my machine, gasoline, my machine