Lyrics

[Verse 1] 5 a.m., Friday morning Thursday night, far from sleep I'm still up and driving Can't go home obviously So I'll just change direction 'Cause they'll soon know where I live And I wanna live Got a full tank and some chips [Chorus] It was me and a gun And a man on my back And I sang "Holy holy" As he buttoned down his pants [Verse 2] You can laugh, it's kind of funny Things you think at times like these Like I haven't seen Barbados So I must get out of this Yes, I wore a slinky red thing Does that mean I should spread For you, your friends Your father, Mr. Ed? [Chorus] Was me and a gun And a man on my back But I haven't seen Barbados So I must get out of this [Bridge] And I know what this means Me and Jesus a few years back Used to hang and he said "It's your choice babe, just remember I don't think you'll be back In three days time, so you choose well" Tell me what's right, is it my right To be on my stomach of Fred's Seville [Chorus] Was me and a gun And a man on my back But I haven't seen Barbados So I must get out of this [Verse 3] And do you know Carolina Where the biscuits are soft and sweet? These things go through your head When there's a man on your back And you're pushed flat on your stomach It's not a classic Cadillac [Chorus] Me and a gun And a man on my back But I haven't seen Barbados So I must get out of this [Outro] I haven't seen Barbados So I must get out of this