Love my onion rings,
Love me. Here they come,
Those big thirty-year-old
feelings.
The rain on the holiday, the meat ruined on the grill.
Put the beer in the freezer to bring it up to speed.
Turn the radio on. Come
lie in the sun, warm
In the certainty no teen ever makes it out
Alive
from a Shangri-La's song.
Listen, the killer's childhood friend
Says he's brought the amazing Florida
shit.
Come midnight, our luck will be visibly changed.
We'll put the
flame to the punk and the punk to the fuse -
I'll never have sex in this town again.
So tonight, I'm flaming. The hottest
thing
Evolving on wheels, and I'll be crashing all your barbecues
On my
way to the stars.