Lady Godiva

Weed, California

We jump out of the van like we can walk stagnant off

Kick dust on our shoes to prove our worth

Falling off the deep end

Calling the songs our friends

Lady Godiva driving naked as the crows over Cowshwitz

Her fries and her Coke tipping over

Driving off the deep end

Calling the cops her friends

I heard you say you'd strip down the strip

Sun baked, giddy, homing

You said that dead land keeps you awake

Alive as Lady Godiva

Alive as Lady Godiva

Weed, California

Lost in a sea of tube top Lady Godivas

The sun and the road tipping over

Laughing off the Cowshwitz crows (?)

Shaking off our clothes

I heard you say you'd strip down the strip

Sun baked, giddy, homing

You said that dead land keeps you awake

Alive as Lady Godiva

Alive as Lady Godiva