Rocket

She sold her soul in the Amazon
And now she’s running around with no make-up on
And then she’s wondering why people are looking strange
I said, «Baby you ain’t got no clothes on»
I said, «Oh why did you sell your soul?»
She said, «I was promised a little gold»
I said, «Did you get it?», she said, «Hell yeah»
I said, «Did you spend it», she said, «Yeah»
I said, «What on?», she
Can’t you see the money in my pocket
Pocket locket rocket, I’m going to space
I’ve got it all in my mind, I took those mushrooms, I’m ok
Put that in a little salad, got some dressing, not on my clothes
Cos I don’t care no more
All I know
Is the pursuit of love and gold
I said, all I know
I said, all I know
What would your mother think?
Would she like the glasses that clink?
Would she like the colours you drink?
Would she like the men you?
Would you like the things you say?
She said, «I don’t care cos my momma kicked me out the house at like 16»
I said, uh
I said, «What do you mean?»
I said, «What do you mean?»
I said, «What do you mean?»
I said, «Your mother is always gonna love ya
And your father will always take you farther
And your brother will never let you suffer
And your sister, well, I bet she misses ya»
Can’t you see the money in my pocket
Pocket locket rocket, I’m going to space
I’ve got it all in my mind, I took those mushrooms, I’m ok
Put that in a little salad, got some dressing, not on my clothes
Cos I don’t care no more