Self Serve Gas Station - Rheostatics

Another trucker stumbles up the steps into my kiosk for directions

Too wasted to see the map I’m showing him

He wanted to bust the glass… 'cause I wouldn’t give him gas--

I said, «You shouldn’t even be driving

Just take a nap until the morning time and hit the road.»

I wish I had a pistol just to take him down with myself

What the hell?

No one said this would be easy…

But no one said this would be hell

Mom and Dad are selfless… and they don’t do nothing worthless

They just work all day and worry about their son:

«What went wrong with Martin?

Is he dumb?»

I just pump gas every weekday night

Until the sun comes up like missiles… to my brain

You never said this would be hell

Oh… with all the colors in closed eyes:

Blue and black of veins all bleed to one

Come with me tonight… To say that this is anything

Is saying much too much

Let’s go

I see the sun is bleeding

The morning time has come… It’s not that bad

Oh, no

No one said it would be king-like

But no one said I could be had!