We saw that the waves had picked up our Kayaks while we swam around the caves, destroying my fishing rod and tossing all our things into the brine. Rappa lost a pair of shades worth 100 dollarydoos. And a hat.
We paddled the waterlogged Yaks back to the resort, agreeing that the toll was well worth it.
Getting crazy on the waltzers but it’s the life that I choose
sing about the sixblade sing about the switchback and a torture tattoo
and I been riding on a ghost train where the cars they scream and slam
and I don’t know where I’ll be tonight but I’d always tell you where I am
in a screaming ring of faces I seen her standing in the light
she had a ticket for the races just like me she was a victim of the night
I put a hand upon the lever said let it rock and let it roll
I had the one arm bandit fever there was an arrow through my heart and my soul
and the big wheel keep on turning neon burning up above
and I’m just high on the world
come on and take a low ride with me girl
on the tunnel of love