Teflon - The Mars Volta

I just don’t know the layman’s terms

To call the mess you breed

What thaws beneath this surface

Soils blood to your family tree

The dates they change

With each new phrase

I’m anxious bouts of nervous

What am I without the bruises

This switch it won’t come on What do I do to lose it Beneath this distress call

Let the wheels burn

Let the wheels burn

Stack the tires to the neck

With the body inside

Let the wheels burn

Let the wheels burn

Stack the tires to the neck

With the body inside

Frames of infrared

Keep scrolling into focus

Scarab crank the busy signal

With habits that you notice

The dates they change

With each new phrase

I’m anxious bouts of nervous

What am I without the bruises

This switch it won’t come on What do I do to lose it Beneath this distress call

Let the wheels burn

Let the wheels burn

Stack the tires to the neck

With the body inside

Let the wheels burn

Let the wheels burn

Stack the tires to the neck

With the body inside

Taking all the hostages

Into the oval office

Draw the curtains part their hair

And pull the trigger softly

If they have me committed

Then I’ll just take you with me One driver in your motorcade

Is all it takes… is all it takes

Sandmen grains in Teflon veins

Is all it takes… is all it takes

What am I without the bruises

This switch it won’t come on What do I do to lose it Beneath this distress call

Let the wheels burn

Let the wheels burn

Stack the tires to the neck

With the body inside

Let the wheels burn

Let the wheels burn

Stack the tires to the neck

With the body inside