When you go back to Texas
Take your hammer, your saw and your drum
We care what you've done
No one ever give up on you
[Verse]
The starlight is leaking
Through the holes in your celling
The saw dust collecting
On your screws and your
Your drumbass disturbing
Your sistra alarming
The hair on your body
Would cloak a small nation
Your dog smell like dead things
You work for perfection
You despise pretension
But you tolerate this
[Bridge]
When we hit the black ice
Then Thor saved our lives
[Outro]
We care who you are
We know what you do
And you are my star
With your hammer, your drum and your saw