The night at Kim's
That guy ripped us off
Borrowed a gun to get him
We were so pissed
Shot his leg
He was a dick anyway
Felt good to burn
Felt like a movie star
When you hold my slippery brain
Kiss my forehead
And all summer long
We refused to die
We just slept and fucked and got high
All we feel
We made love on the first reel
Felt good to burn
Felt like a movie star
When you hold my slippery brain
Kiss my forehead
And all your dreams
Oh God rest your soul
Saw through the hole in your head
But you couldn't have been dead
Because you stood up in bed and said
"I wasn't waving goodbye, I was saying hello."
Felt good to burn
Felt like a movie star
When you hold my slippery brain
Kiss my forehead
Ah-o