Baby Missiles (The War on Drugs)

I'm on the back of a new belief And on the back of a new belief My friend rides all alone Yeah, he's up and down like a new Jack Tone He was a part of the new machine He felt alive in the new machine My friend dies all alone Yeah, just up and down like a new Jack Tone Yeah, you want to talk about going down Yeah, you'd rather make a young man proud You should have seen all the rattling in my brain And in the wake of a northeast bus I came on my back like a northeast perch You should have seen all the rattling in my way Just the sound of a northeast bus coming back here Because I don't mind when the pioneers go soft on me It's just the sound of a northeast bus on its back babe You got your head in the common field Adjust your hands with the common touch I was alive on the new machine He felt alive in the new machine My friend rides all alone Yeah he's up and down like a new Jack Tone He wanna leave but he don't know how He want to try but he don't know why He's going to lean on the back of me Like a slide on the back of b-b-belief Just the sound of a northeast bus coming back here Because I don't mind when the pioneers go soft on me It's just the sound of a northeast bus on its back babe You got your head in the common field Adjust your hands with the common touch