The humble mechanic, a grease covered Van Gogh
Said the automatic transmission was blown
And you laughed as he told you: Man, that's just our luck
I guess we live here now, just two sitting ducks
And the world was wide
I found some delight over every part
I wasn't free, I was young in mind and heart
You worked painting houses
I worked as a maid
We drank too much shit beer
At the oxbow lake
We said nothing could kill us
Prey to no hunter for blood
We didn't know then the upshot
We're just two sitting ducks
Oh, the world is wide
I find some delight over еvery part
I'm always free if I'm young in mind and heart
What good is waiting for trouble whеn I am always free?
Stand with me on the level
I am always free
I am always free
I am always free
