Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fear and Loathing On Cape Cod, artist - Piebald. Date of issue: 31.03.2016
Song language: English
Fear and Loathing On Cape Cod |
| If I find my way back home, I’ll say, «What am I doing here?» |
| We have made our camp, but not settled |
| Nothing can touch us here |
| We took the van one night |
| The three of us, contraband and our bikes |
| The city was left behind |
| Our own vacation, our own weekend |
| Our own fear and loathing except on Cape Cod |
| At two in the morning when my body’s not attached to my head |
| We got on our bikes and rode |
| My legs like Jello when we rode that night |
| Hot livers and cold purse |
| The day was going everywhere in a hurry |
| Instead of nowhere fast |
| Take a pill, do substances, have a drink |
| Recreational drug use to drive golf balls |
| It’s the most comfortable and uncomfortable place |
| The discomfort is not in a bad way |
| No, not in a bad way |
| Don’t make me go home |
| My own chocolate heart |
| Look at your scales, your head is on all wrong |
| I’ve got monsters on my brain |
| A towel on his head after jumping off the pier |
| Rama said I looked like a Kennedy |
| And Ryan’s taking pictures |
| And flattery doesn’t make sense in our state |
| We had to make our own fear and loathing on Cape Cod |