Well you can't see the stars in the city, no.
Though the hospital lights sure are pretty, yeah.
Well my wings are mud and I'm two feet tall, right.
Won't you meet me out in the dark night?
Got the windshield wipers
And the shooting stars
You're the nearest thing to heaven
That I've seen by far.
Well I miss my friends over the sea
And I wish [bad word] back here and strangle me
Because I've burned the rice and my soul is ice cold, yeah.
Oh, heaven won't you save me a slice.
Got the windshield wipers
And the shooting stars
You're the nearest thing to heaven
That I've seen by far
My esophagus is dry
Won't you pour me a [bad word] before I die?
We're gonna turn up an amplifier.
Yeah, one of these days I'm gonna stop asking why.
Got the windshield wipers
And the shooting stars
You're the nearest thing to heaven that I've seen by far.
The sky is black
Black as tar.
Got the windshield wipers
And the shooting stars