Duochrome Wyoming
Green eyes and chromium trails stuck down in Selma jails I change my mantra to remote control She's got the two-step down in every honkey-tonk in town He's gonna drive a big rig to try and crush the Man I call him cheeba because he's alive with the power of Satan and all the fresh girls like the way that he staggers around he says his fingers are made from the flesh of his soulless invaders and he's the coolest kid in the world to hang around
