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