Testo Sunday Morning

I'm red eyes, I've got a big surprise
Theres something burning in an electric sky
That says "son don't bother waiting around to die
I've got it covered keep your head up high"

And I'm red eyed when we packed our car up tight
When we escaped the gallows hanging no mans land
Can someone tell me what the underworld is like? Cause passing boulders this just don't feel right

Don't worry brother this will blow over
Don't worry brother anything less is fucking surrender

Cause we can get away from this
We can run as far as Mexico
And be something better that just an "I told you so"
We'll throw our pennies in a wishing well