I said to you, “Why did you do it?”Touch the glass, I’ll feel ya through itAgainst the wall with the bracelets onYou look bizarre in the apricotYou think that you’re Space GhostYou’re wanted coast to coastFuck that shit, now I goMy way and you go yoursGotta be all that coco, ayy?Playin’ too much of that GTAPlayin’ too much of that Dr. DreDoom, Quake, where’d you get the gun from, eh?Really think that metal gonna make you safe?Playing peek-a-boo with the devil these daysBlack cap back with a trench coat, ayyLiving in the valley cuttin’ porno tapes(Living in the valley cuttin’ porno)You think that you’re Space GhostYou’re wanted coast to coastFuck that shit, now I goMy way and you go yoursWere you bored of gender norms?Of being alone, no mama homeA bad divorce, or sad we can’tAfford the clothes our heroes own?
Remember when you stoleMom’s old Geo MetroYou wore her old bath robeToo small to see the roadWe were just two Texas toddlersPokémon and bottle rocketsDunkaroos, and Real MonstersCapri Sun straw in the bottomYou think that you’re Space GhostYou’re wanted coast to coastFuck that shit, now I goMy way and you go yoursHeard you were lookin’ up the cookbook, namesCut into the back of your bedroom door frameSuper villain with a manifesto, dangGotta say I’m pretty glad they caught you, manGet back to the kickball daysScared to hold hands at school disco days007, Nintendo, JamesBond, Hot Pockets in the microwaveYou think that you’re Space GhostYou’re wanted coast to coastFuck that shit, now I goMy way and you go yours(Living in the valley cuttin’ porno)
