[Verse 1] (Yeah) Plastic flamingo tipped its head Aerosol sunset, tv dead Dust devil where the lawn chair spins A hubcap galaxy begins Door hissed like a busted can A figure with a socket-wrench hand [Chorus] Riding on a trailer park cruiser Through the feedback, through the fuser Leaving all the concrete greys For the expanse of the cosmic phase Trailer park cruiser, lost the signal clean Out where the vacuum's a soda machine [Verse 2] Showed me a nebula of tangled wire A planet singing through a broken dryer We passed a ring of shopping carts An orbit of abandoned parts The black was deep like vinyl crackle Navigating by a dashboard tackle [Chorus] Riding on a trailer park cruiser Through the feedback, through the fuser Leaving all the concrete greys For the expanse of the cosmic phase Trailer park cruiser, lost the signal clean Out where the vacuum's a soda machine [Bridge] And my breath was a rental, my thoughts were on loan In the quiet between the unknown He tuned in a station from a fold in the air Just the sound of a chair, rocking there [End] Dropped me back where the sprinkler chokes With a keychain made of satellite spokes Now the driveway seems a strange design And I miss the deep, silent, patterned shine… Just a whisper in the power lines Yeah, a whisper in the power lines
