The Pick-up

All things past in the Pick-up Found my brother's badge Abraham is live and well in the Pick-up And his wife cast no more spells In the Pick-up [Chorus - Instrumental] [Verse 2] Found myself in the Pick-up Seat belt on my lap And my sister with her braids In the Pick-up Kissed my mother on the face In the Pick-up Clapping with the human race In the Pick-up