Cars of Eden

Driving around in these cars of Eden
Filled up with patron saints and the faint smell of bleeding
Gaping mouths are screaming out for feeding
Planted a seed in the back of your mind

Driving around in the cars of Eden
Filled up with patron saints screaming sweat and steaming
Gaping mouths are screaming out for feeding, feeding
Pleading, please don’t leave me out in the cold

On the other side of the Nile
On the other side of the Nile
On the other side of the Nile

We’ll drive around for a while