Mink Car

It's knocking off my diamond wig Knocking me down unto the platinum ground Woke up in a beautiful dream alone, alone I got hit by a mink car Hit by a mink car, driven by a guitar And the silver chauffeur says, that it's all in your head When you're 24 carat dead, dead In my dream she is reaching past My hollow core Then her smile's an open sign On an abandoned store I got hit by a mink car Hit by a mink car, driven by a guitar And the silver chauffeur, says that it's all in your head When you're 24 carat dead, dead, dead