Two Cars

I try to scrape it off, the thought of skin against skin And move it from the front to back and started go again But the depression and time breed and multiply And I've got more mouths to feed than I could ever Fit in this auto You go have a good time Bring back stories cause I will stay behind So punch the clock, two months are up, and I am stuck down Against the floor the heat rises out and leaves town As the depression and time breed and multiply 'Til I've got more mouths to feed than I could ever Fit in this auto You go have a good time Bring back stories cause I will stay behind That's the story of a boy who tried to play it cool But found it hard to keep it up when you were changing rules With the depression and time breed and multiply 'Til I've got more mouths to feed than I could ever Fit in this auto You go have a good time Bring back stories cause I will stay behind