The Breeders - Son Of Three lyrics

I got an empty case of Wip-Its

No more time on the meter

Daybreak

About face

I think I'm comin'

Cross another country line

Are we there?

Convertible

Cookin' with nitrous

Crackin' in the air

I am the sign of go

While last night's stars were high

Now they're popping in the sky

And the band is jammin' in

Daybreak

I don't like it

Better tonight

Better for you

Buzzing flourescence

I don't what it wants from me

If I find the door

Then I am the son of go

And the band is movin' in

That's what you get

That's what you get

When there's no time on the meter

You get

An empty case

Of Wip-Its

And a boyfriend with a beeper