Matador Lyrics

Rolling down the window

Feeling how the wind blows

Let a little skin show

Squint at the sun

Sticking to the backstreets

Pistol in the backseat

Hope they never catch me, a

Man on the run

And I'm headed down to Tucson, boots on, sleeping on a futon

Monsoon coming on soon time to move on

Up and atom like a neutron look at me

I'm crossing more border lines than Pusha T

I bought a beat up truck in pesos

No necesito conducir rápido solo lejos

Got a half full tank and a half empty bottle

I'm heading southeast whipping dirt up like tornadoes

Bought tomatoes from a stand on the side of the street

Red as the devil, sweet as a peach

Juice drips from my lips staining the seat

I park and step out barefoot on the beach, peace

They say trees grow stronger with the breeze

So I'm watching 'em sway

I heard the words that they were speaking to me

And now I'm walking away, hey

Rolling down the window

Feeling how the wind blows

Let a little skin show

Squint at the sun

Sticking to the backstreets

Pistol in the backseat

Hope they never catch me, a

Man on the run

I know where I've gone

But I don't know what's next

Don't know what road I'm on

But I know what's at the end, yeah

I know where I've gone

But I don't know what's next

Don't know what road I'm on

But I know what's at the end

I went to a colosseum, I studied the matador

He stood proud, they opened up the cattle door

I respect the choice of garb he's wearing for the battle

He's like a ballerina but his stage is just a gravel floor

When they're knocking at my door, I'll put on the jacket

And the hat, stockings, shoes, tie, and the pants to match it

Greet a hooded figure with a bullet

Wave the flag, watch the trigger, and I dodge it as they pull it

Rolling down the window

Feeling how the wind blows

Let a little skin show

Squint at the sun

Sticking to the backstreets

Pistol in the backseat

Hope they never catch me, a

Man on the run