I’ll Rust With You Steam Powered Giraffe

I'm sittin' there by the girl with the golden hair
Ruby lips a-poppin' gum, an electric stare
Dashboard lights glowing red
And the moonlight catching on her pretty head

Black leather, lace, belt buckle grease
In my white Cadillac, may it rust in peace
On a yellow dying lawn
While the radio plays a crackling song

I'll rust with you
I'll rust with every one of you
Nostalgic nights
Have got me feelin' it's all
Gone (gone, gone) to rust
It's all gone (gone, gone) to rust

Swing skirt, fishnets and a broken dream
Blue petrol flame makes the jukebox scream
The cool cats all there are crying
'Cause the records are all burnt and dying

Leopard high tops lift into the sky
Fingerless gloved hands pulling me to fly
In the winter cold she kisses
And vanishes despite my wishes