Domino

September 30, 1955
Grease sticking in my hair, sticks sticking in my thigh
Got that sweet silver spider, got that sugar in my eye
Gonna push her till she's smoking, gonna break her '85

Tire fire pumping up the smoke
Firecrackers strapped to a can of coke
The squeal in the wheel and the speed in the choke
Immortal 'cause America can never let me go
Did I die last night? Am I walking around?
I'm here but not me, I'm a ghost
I'm a domino
I'm a domino

A comet, supersonic
Fifties America, you know you want it
I'm Jimmy Starr (I'm Jimmy Starr), I'm out the door (I'm out the door)
That's what they say to say you leave 'em wanting more, more, more
And the mood of your moody generation
I'm you, I'm what you're chasin'

I'm the face that free wheelin' dealin's makin'
Queue all the girls, and the boys, and the parents aren't shakin' it
I died last night? Am I walking around?
I'm here but not me, I'm a ghost
I'm a domino
I'm a domino

566, 545
54, I hit the side
I'm the '08, give me the lasso
Guess I get on the wind and play rocket 'cross the auto
I'm the moon in the inverted generation
I'm you, I'm what you're chasing

I'm the face that free wheelin' dealin's making
Queue all the girls, and the boys, and the parents aren't tracin'
Did I die last night? Am I walking around?
I'm here but not me, I'm a ghost
I'm a domino
I'm a domino