It's knocking off my diamond wig
Knocking me down onto the platinum ground
Woke up in a beautiful dream, alone, (alone)

I got hit by a mink car, hit by a mink car driven by a guitar
And the silver chauffeur says
That it's all in your head
When you're 24 carat dead, (dead)

In my dream she is reaching past my hollow form
And her smile is an open sign on an abandoned store

I got hit by a mink car, hit by a mink car, driven by a guitar
And the silver chauffeur says
That it's all in your head
When you're 24 carat dead, (dead, dead)