Get in the car Turn on the radio See that fat yellow moon Let the engine roll The land is flashing by so fast While the fat yellow moon Is following us Don't shed your tears over dark secrets Missed opportunities and wicked lies We took the wrong turn We got lost and we ran out of gas While the fat yellow moon was following us I don't give a fuck about the colour of your eyes Baby there's blood on the backseat I don't give a fuck about the stories and the skies Baby there's blood on the backseat So don't shed your tears over dark secrets Missed opportunities and wicked lies We took the wrong turn We got lost and we ran out of gas While the fat yellow moon was following us I don't give a fuck about the colour of your eyes Baby there's blood on the backseat I don't give a fuck about the stories and the skies Baby there's blood on the backseat Not to mention all the pain ohh ohh Baby there's blood on the backseat I can't have that, I can raid Baby there's blood on the backseat