YOU FIND IT
And bring it down the road with me.
We can stop at the Brandywine
Junkyard and have dinner with
Joey and old Ray. Together, they
can blend up the maximum pillar
of salt. It might not taste good,
but it goes down okay. Father
Hamilton has already been here,
blessing every hood ornament he
could find; curing the sick and
healing the blind. Man, he works
in mysterious ways. I'm a real
kitchen for his souffle. I'm a
hijacker for the dues to pay.
(I've got love for you, honey,
so what can I say)?