You and Me in the Camera-Car

[Philip Koop]

I played tag in the auto graveyard

I looked up at the radio tower

Rag tent by the railroad tracks

Concrete poured over steel bridge

Pondered my fate while they built the interstate

I'm a product of America

From the morgue to the prisons

Cold metal, when I start my band

Cold metal, in my garbage can

Cold metal, gets in my blood

And my attitude