Caskets - Damien Jurado

Two tickets on a Chevrolet train

I’ve got a suicide pact with your name

You can doubt any doubt any move that is made

'cause I’m putting the worries to page

In a flash you’ll be quick to react

I’m a useful spade for the grave

Collect calls to the shadow in town

So what were the chances of saying

You must remove the skin and burn it all for fuel

Knock out teeth to improve how you look

And you’re using your tongue for a flag

You look tired in you funeral suit

There’s caskets for all to be had

Real estate cemetery, move over

I’m useful as bones in the tomb

Gas drinks for the shadow in town

Because another record is due

You must remove the skin and burn it all for fuel

You must remove the skin and burn it all for fuel