Cars Of Eden

Driving around in these cars of Eden Filled up with patron saints and the faint smell of bleeding Gaping mouths are screaming out for feeding Planted a seed in the back of your mind Driving around in the cars of Eden Filled up with patron saints sceaming sweat and steaming Gaping mouths are screaming out for feeding, feeding Pleading please don’t leave me out in the cold On the other side of the nile On the other side of the nile On the other side of the nile We’ll drive around for a while