Kerosene Hat by Cracker Em C How can I fly with these old doggy wings G D While a magpie sings some shiny song Em C Old cornface row of teeth she says sweetly to me G D In the elevator Em D C Everything seems like a dream A And life's a scream Here come old kerosene hat With his earflaps waxed, a'courtin his girl Come clatter in here on your old cloven skates With that devilish spoon Em D C Everything seems like a dream A And life's a scream When you're submarine So don't you bother me, death, with your leathery ways And your old chaise lounge A wickerman's fence of heathery tires And the cook's gone bad, started several fires Everything seems like a dream When you're submarine Head like a stream she says softly to me From the rattling chair Bring me a steak and my old pair of crows My medicine lamp Everything seems like a dream So life's a scream