Back on My Tracks

I'm not a guy who breaks the law
Or violates the city codes but
Out behind my garage
Stuffed dead in a sack
Are monkeys as big as my back
Lord, I gotta get back, back on my tracks

I keep my eyes on the road and when I don't
I just ride along the guard rail
Sparkin' like a shootin' star
'Til someone takes me home
By their window in a jar

They say the snake will stalk the sparrow
Until the apples fill the barrow
For years, there's been this hand-painted sign
On the main road that says
Save this town

Ginger pop and pork beans all over the lawn
And thе whole damn barbecue's lookin' down at thеir ice
But what the hell do I care, I only see ‘em once a year

And by the time that I get home
There’ll be a few new holes in the moon

Call my mom from the phone downtown
I say, "Mom, can you see the sky"
She says, "Honey, are you alone?"
I say, "Only 'cause I try"
But I gotta get back, back on my tracks
Lord, I gotta get back, back on my tracks