Beach On The Moon - Kurt Vile

I got a freeway in mind, let go of my head

Walk down my line better be sure you’ll be dead

You get up on top, these days you gotta a be a low-life drifter so

Slither up just like a snake upon a spiral staircase

Get your damn hands off of my land

Why don’t you sock me and get off of my street

Cus I scared you out of your own shoes

Now I’m gonna tie’em together and hang’em on a wire

Til its junkies for hire

And I got a hunchback