trying to hold
hold out for now
with these ice caps
melting down
with the transistor sound
and my chevrolet terraplane
going round, round, round

come a little gamma ray
standing in a hurricane
your brains are bored
like a refugee
from the houses burning
and the heat wave's
calling your name

she's got on a cactus crown
with a dot, dot, dot on her brow
and she speaks inside crowd
with the cavalry turning around

hit me like a gamma ray
standing in a hurricane
and i'm pulling out thorns
smokestack lightning out my window
i want to know what i've lost today

come a little gamma ray
standing in a hurricane
when your body's bored
like a refugee
from the houses burning
and the backbiters
calling your name