Letras:At The Drive-In. Coating Of Arms.

Substation submerging suburban disturbance incoherent gourding coat of arms they came hack a knocking paranoia in the walls, we heard family dying while the band played on told sky to leave to the east bay clone weren't you taking me home secret service, we deserve this we lost the friends to the pavement to the pavement substation, subconscious let's do our william tell routine let's do it chewing on the goodyear's handcuffs are the wristwatch