It's here I sit amid this ruin and rancor Like tire ironstoothy grillsand car parts before me The acid rain floods my floorboards Burns my poresand rots my upholstery Once I was worshippedpolished magnificently Now I lay in decay By the dirty angry bay I'm ready to leave I wanna get out of here I'm ready to ride away I don't wanna die in here I'm ready to ride My skin is metallic nownow longer an elegant powder blue My body unhinged and sleeping in the jungle Of motor block manifolds and metal relics What was deluxe becomes debris I never questioned loyalty But this dead end demolishes the dream Of an open highway Dig me. But don't Bury me