Flaming Lips - Maximum Dream For Evil Knievel lyrics

Well, we're standin' in the kitchen And we're cookin' us some chicken And the house is burnin' down And we don't really care See the children of the dealers They're all kissin' their dead daddies And their eyes are seein' backwards They can't hear but they can sigh Exploding bu*terflies hit and run Evil Knievel jumped the gun Well, as far as I'm concerned They all do it 'cause they wanna So don't come around my backyard Smokin' marijuana