He's kinda beautiful
With a once melted, once set face
Mummified and color of bronze
Like a statue
Rigid arms, hands clutching the wheel
Car roof down, the belt carved into him
Persistent vines entwined the wreck, he's always on his route
He's always on his route
A horrid statue of things gone amiss
Horrid statue of things gone amiss
He's kinda beautiful
With a once melted, once set face
Mummified and color of bronze
Like a statue
It's time to go home
But I ain't got no home to go to
And neither has the postman
I gather my loot and carry on the route he never finished
He never finished
A horrid statue of things gone amiss
Horrid statue of things gone amiss