The Details of Our Trip

a hundred thousand set for bail
so I sit in county jail
taking all the news that I am given
letters wanting autographs
tv interview requests
questions about the time I face in prison
our fame it spreads across the land
everybody knows the band
who talks to ghosts and holds up banks for money
taco stands and spelling bees
everybody can’t believe
the details of our trip
and all I do is sit
and I’m not alone
though it may seem
I’ve got a voice of comfort
there’s a voice that talks to me an insane defense
they want me to plea
but I don’t know if I can
and do patiently I wait
and think of things they’d take away
if I gotta serve a life sentence
carleen jean the death machine
with eyes as blue as lazer beams
my taqueria girl
to me she means the world
and buddy explains
«I've felt it to when I was once alive
there was a girl named peggy sue
she was my all
that much is true
but now she’s gone for good
and I’d change it all only if I could»